Sweet Innocence

Sweet Innocence

She was born a miracle and raised a saint.

She was taught right from wrong and thought she was a queen.

She dreamt many times she was a hero in a world of her own.

She was a kid with dreams who wanted it all.

But then her father took away her childhood when she was only 9 years old.

And she was swore to secrecy because she was told it was for her own good.

She thought it was right but not knowing the truth scarred her for life.

All those sleepless nights were a haunting memory

As she grew up in another man’s world.

Sweet innocent child, she cried herself to sleep at night,

Hiding her tears and the pain.

If anyone ever knew what she was going through,

She thought she’d be the one to blame.

She spent her days of anger wondering

Was it an act of love, or was it wrong to do?

She left home at a very young age.

She became a rebel by the time she was thirteen.

She took the drug and drank the alcohol, OD’d when she was fourteen.

Her life was very lonely at the age of seventeen.

She took a knife and tried the easy way out.

Nobody ever showed her what love was all about.

Sweet innocent child, she cried herself to sleep at night,

Hiding her tears and the pain.

If anyone ever knew what she was going through,

She thought she’d be the one to blame.

She spent her days of anger wondering

Was it an act of love, or was it wrong to do?

She believed no one but herself, but then let her guard down once,

Took a chance and tried to love someone else.

He took away her soul and almost her life.

She knew old wounds would mend but not her broken heart,

As she learned the hard way growing up in a cruel world was a fight for survival.

As she struggled to get through, she found she was not alone.

She met someone she believed in, and he made her believe once again.

Though she thought she would die when she learned he passed away one night.

Instead of running and committing sin, she helped herself and chased after a dream.

Sweet innocent child, she still cries herself to sleep at night,

Hiding her tears but no more pain.

She knows she’s not the only one suffering,

And she now knows she’s not to blame.

Still, she has her days of anger, and the anger builds up inside,

But the best thing for her is just to let it all out,

Because she knows what she wants in her life and what she is doing is right.

Sweet innocent child. Sweet innocent child.

 

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Colleen Burns

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