Death Of A Childhood - Poem by Pink Pixie
Never able to forget, yet never allowed to remember
Longing to regain that which appears to be lost forever.
Desperate to unlock a door for which there was never a key
An invisible blindfold that will never allow you to see.
In trembling hands, love forever are you unable to hold,
Forced to live the lies that you have always been told.
Repeatedly promised that time would eventually heal
Questioning every emotion that you dare to feel
Locked inside the dark mystery that is your mind
Always searching but never to actually find
Forced to fight a battle you were never meant to win,
Time has now come for the ending to begin.
The stars begin to fall each one by one,
The moon soon gives way to the bright morning sun.
Words left unspoken, tears never to be cried
Just like her childhood she has finally died.
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