Poetry: “Childhood Lies”

Childhood Lies                         by: Rose Clifford

In my youth I believed most anything,

Falling helplessly into your truths —

Soaking in the warmth of their familiarity.


In the absence of my rationality ,

Sprung the gullibility of my personality,

Ignorantly delighted with myself.


As days grew older, so did I.

Purpose sprouted focus in my mind,

Delivering me from my childlike state.


Now I know your words were dipped in acid,

Burning sockets in me of distrust for you,

And your monotonous line, “things will get better.”


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