i breathe in so deeply
my line of vision blurs
cracked hearts
treaded
as my hardships bloomed
trembling little girl in the schoolyard sandbox
full of pinched nerves and tv static
she traces her stickmen in the ruins
years later
the lovely fragments of her heart configures
into a relic, a trophy
all to be put on display
i'm so out of reach
with my younger self
constantly reminiscing the simplicity
of being pure again
my innocence has been robbed of me
stolen, and never to be returned
