Burn

It starts with a heartbeat, something deep inside,
That lets me know this part of me is still alive.
I strive everyday to bring her to life,
But each day, I find a part of her has died.

I look back and I can feel a smile on my face.
The person I once was, love instead of hate;
Now I wonder where she's gone, have I cast her away?
Innocence gone; deep down I knew I'd see this day.

I continue to live in a lie, I sit and pray,
For God to come and bless me with His Grace.
Maybe this was somehow meant to be; a way to learn;
That perhaps your past was meant to truly burn.

But it's who I am now that I cannot seem to shake,
I used to hold such a light, it would brighten each day.
I try so hard to smile, laugh, love, confide;
But how can I, knowing the best part of me has died?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(April 20, 2012) Wow, I haven't written in almost a year. First poem of the year, a quickie. About losing your innocence, sorry if I'm a bit rusty. :/

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