Clever one

I haven't yet figured it out

Nor have I honestly tried

Never took the time

to discover who you truly were

and yet

we loved?

or

atleast we pretended 

which would be fair

For after all we were children

and children do pretend

and yet an inkling of truth

behind those starlit eyes

inspires uncertainty and doubt

even now after all those years

how does one pretend

to love, how does one

in an age of innocence 

know how to fake such an emotion?

is that not something learned over time

when hearts have frozen over from

hurt and regret? when walls

are built to protect whats left?

ah! I have discovered you after all

my day late friend!

clever one

oh my wasted youth

When we are young we say things with hearts pure and intentions true. Then life comes along and with it's icy fingers pulls the veil of innocence from our eyes, chasing blue skies and dreams away and revealing to us its true form. When we are young we love, with guards at ease believing that forever is real. Until age hands us a drink of mortality and our breaths shorten and hearts beat slower. Life is poison and it kills...life kills...life kills..love destroys and rebuilds..age deters and discourages..memories haunt and cause withered tongues to speak of these times when we were young...

???

               Falling

falling

down

the

    rabbit

     hole

hate

everything

you

    are

and

    all 

                        that you know