With tears and the hardening of hands do I say goodbye to my innocence

I held on long enough

To when I saw friends as an extension of me rather than a stairwell to my upliftment

And a lover as the completion of me, opposed to a pool I keep to overlook my absurdities

I held on long enough

To hold the veil that shielded me from the How?, of comfort

And from the ageing of my parents which brings permanence

Arranged am I to enlightenment, which rears It's ugly head

At every breath, word and sight taken in slowly, but surely seeping my joy

Only as veils begin to cast do I truly join life and its one-way escape

Letting go of the drug called innocence hardens my view of the world

Losing will to love, and to make moments has suddenly become easier

Letting go of this newfound enlightenment has been even harder