Your cuts, My Scars.

I was young and I was innocent,
Only seven years of age.
When you told you'd always be there,
Then took your life away.

You were restless and I, always eager to play.
It was always you and me, no one else could play our game.
You looked lovingly into my eyes and smiled down at me.
It was you that I admired and in you that I believed.

But like the day light turns to dark night,
You changed into something else.
Corrupted by poison and self hate,
For that I never forgave myself.

You would show how much pain hurt,
And brought the images to life.
The images I was blind to,
Tucked safely in my mind.

At night before you put me to sleep,
You would tell me the horrors of your
longing dream.
Then when I finally did close my eyes,
I entered a new, horrific world buried deep inside my mind.

You slowly took me away from the place,
I thought I knew and where i was safe.
Safe to live my childhood like any young child should,
But my heart was fragile glass, that you shattered.

(I wrote this poem a while ago about a very close friend of mine who took his life, broke hearts and ruined my childhood)

~ wherever you are Ty, I'll love you always, see you in Dreamland~