The end of innocence

The end of innocence.

 

 Crying, wailing, covered in red.

Was born a baby with a tiny head

Such innocence is hardly found,

Only present in babies crying out loud.

Her dad was rich, an investment broker,

To a fancy school along with fancy friends

Was where he took her.

She grew up to look like a beautiful doll,

Strutted around in expensive clothes bought at the mall.

Alcohol, late nights, hookah and drugs,

She took huge gulps from beer mugs.

There was a line of boys waiting to befriend her,

She gave a chosen few her personal number.

But, beyond her fakeness a soul remained,

That would curse her self after every late night would end.

She was sick and tired of her life, so monotonous,

Even though she had loads of friends, she felt like a loner.

Often she felt like running away,

To a paradise,  where she  was meant to stay.

 So, Every night she began to pray,

How to live this life in a meaningful way

Then finally one day on a Saturday night,

She was exhausted with all the disco lights.

Her friend was drunk, yet he chose to drive,

 

“I feel infinite, I feel alive.” Cried the young lady who was extremely high.

The car crashed into a lorry, everybody died.

Karma is a b***h, no one survived.

The young lady had  had shots that night, once, twice, thrice.

And that is how the young lady reached her paradise.

 

Reviews

[Hell_Girl_Rei]

So far, this my favourite of all your works! I absolutely love the feel of the poem, the rhythm, everything is perfect and then comes the climactic end!

[Bee C.]

Wow, I wasn't expecting that ending! Although I suppose I should have been. I really liked the rhythm of this poem, and there was a lot of feeling expressed in every word - it made me sad, really, to experience the rift between the baby's innocence and the poor teenager. As for the ending... wow, it's really hard-hitting. Very well done!

[Deepshikha De]

thank you. :)

[rashu]

oh my god u write so welll
that's really a wonderful peace of writing
u described the jouney of a innocent soul from birth to death really well
i liked ever line of your poem and i could really feel what you wanted to say..
i really liked the rhythm of the poem
"Such innocence is hardly found,
Only present in babies crying out loud."
these lines are relly heart touching and so true..
and the last two lines really meant a lot..
so deep meaning this poem has..
truely amazing..
u truely deserve appreciation for such a awesome work:)
keep writing :)

[Deepshikha De]

Thank you so much :)