Missing my Innocence

I miss the innocence of my eyes,

that have seen media posts they were never meant to see.

That have seen the perversion of man and can never go back

To seeing the world in its purest form.

I miss the innocence of my mouth,

that has spoken unforgivable words

to friends and loved ones.

That has broken promises and betrayed trust.

That has experimented in ways that it will always regret.

I miss the innocence of my ears,

that have heard the gossip of others.

That have listened to empty promises all shrouded under the word

“I love you.”

I miss the innocence of my mind,

that has been rewired and become addicted

to things that were never planned.

That has changed and morphed due to poor decisions

and mental illness.

That has learned disgusting and disturbing words.

That has been let down by people that were once called friends.

I just

miss the innocence I once had.