gone

Gone are the songs sweet and softer

Wiggling around and itching louder

Gone are the times of communal loneliness

Endured by all, but faces tearless

Gone are the memories deep and hurtful

With solace, consoling the hurtful

Gone are the times I longer for all

And expectantly sat awaiting their fall

Gone are the visible smiles of lust

Which stood longer but seemed to last

Gone is the uncertainty of innocence

That held me tight against patience

Gone is the impacts of ignorance too

That cast an image of terror and woe

Gone is the times of the silent response

Whenever shaken, thoroughly bounce