INNOCENCE

A Poem by Tarella

It was a cool evening,
The most unusual of days,
For a battle within the mind,
And while I pondered,
Throwing words at myself,
I remembered,
A sudden flashback,
A foggy vision,
Me,as a child,
Playing in the sand,
Dreaming in the trees,
Without a care in the world,
My heart like cashmere,
Clear as crystal,
My senses alert,
To everything,
And in my little eyes,
There were no restrictions,
No boundaries to what I could do,
I prayed,
For "small,irrelevant" things,
But it didn't stop the answers,
From flying towards me,
And like a flash of lightning,
Time and age,
Brothers in arms,
Encompassed my innocent mind,
And just like that,
It was gone,
Depression wasted no time,
In knocking at my door,
Fear showed me the menu,
Worry prepared the meal,
I became part,
Of what you would call "normal,"
But I tire,
Of not being me,
That is not my reflection,
It lacks colour,
That is not my mind,
It's sick and vile,
That is not my heart,
It lacks life,
Where's the spark?
Where's the energy?
Where's the never ending zeal?
Its mediocre,
And I'm leaving,
Woe to you who refuse,
To take the truth in,
For if I must be a child,
To feel it once gain,
To see Him once again,
To be who I am meant to be,
Then a child,
I will be,
Farewell.