ECHOES OF INNOCENCE LOST
Childhood's whispers linger, haunting refrains,
Echoes of joyful innocence, tainted by pain of assault.
Moments frozen in time, like shattered glass,
Reflections of memories that refuse to pass.
A lifetime's passage, yet the wounds remain,
Scars that never fade, only change.
The ghosts of yesteryear, they still roam,
Whispering shadows that haunt your home.
You try to forget, to erase the past,
But memories cling, like shadows that forever last.
The laughter, the tears, the moments of fright,
All intertwined, a complex, painful sight.
In dreams, the echoes resurface, raw and real,
A bittersweet reminder of what you can't conceal.
The weight of childhood's trauma, it bears down,
A lifetime's burden, a heart that's worn.
Yet, in the silence, there's a glimmer of hope,
A chance to heal, to learn to cope.
For though the memories linger,
There's a truth that, they don't define you.
You have the strength to rise above,
To rewrite your story's line.
FegorInkscribes.