Innocent laughter mature into dirty jokes,
naive letters into witty one lined pokes.
Silly fights turn into ugly unspoken conversations,
shrink from never ending rambling to lethargic half sentence formations.
Fluid love metamorphosed into frigid protocol.
Mere remains remain.
Broken shards of glass but the past reflected vividly.
Is it too soon to muse? Oh worrisome unreason.
Venture we must into life, lest we stagnate.
They meant, once, the world.
But now they become one with it - loathsome treason!
Now, terrify me; compel me to feign.
Even though I fought to prevail,
my emotions sought to breathe.
Forgiveness met the knives they threw,
which slit my blossoming spirit through it's sheath.
Complains to step towards growth,
with hope for the crawl to burst into confident strides
But change occurs when permitted
Success transpires when mistakes admitted
Is it a crime to change?
(And worse to take them along, they say.)
Fortune shone on you so you never really looked.
Hope gave a hand that you never quite shook.
Life was right inside, you never embraced her -did you?
The world was watching and that's what kept you.
That made you one with the world.
Deem that acceptance if you will.
And you shall become them, fast asleep.
While I sing my lonely song - at least I grow, even though I weep.