"Change

[Broken hope]

There is a difference in rhytmn
Between innocence and wisdom

When we are young we are naive
As our eyes grow dark we finally concieve

That our love won't consume our hate
We lye to ponder if this is everyones fate

To become so numb to all that surrounds
To have a divinity to denounce

You aren't the twisted God to a lost generation today
The one who can't answer the bitter questions we say

Here's another change to better tomorrow
For a generation that feeds off the sorrow

A shadow to the prescence of another part of pain
It's tragic to find a heart wanting to walk in the rain

They walk just to cover up the tears that rolled from their face
Just to run away from the memories, the pain, and the unwanted disgrace

Here's another change to destroy tomorrow
A change that will end the sorrow

[nevadasky]

oh broken,
great write!

I loved the way you went from youth to age so eloquently; a frequent segue to my poems. This was filled with deep emotion; a lesson to live by, maybe?

nevadasky

[Seth]

nevadasky is absolutely right.
Stunning piece, really elevates emotions and realism...
Awesome write.