What happened to the youth in us?
What happened to those towering mountains and growing forests?
When did our children start running away?
When did our soul start to sway?
In a bed of horrors i lay,
Wondering,
What happened to the innocence in us.
YOU ARE READING
For I Was God.
PoetryPoems that put emotions to words, painting a vivid and disturbing picture of the human psyche down the path to insanity. At times terrifying, at times profound, and at times brilliant.
