Little One
Sweet angelic child, With the eyes of a doe,
Satiny chocolate brown hair, And a heart of gold.
Where did your innocence go?
Oh how far you have come, From that chubby cheeked wonder
My little follower turned into a monster
Destroying everything in your path
Like an enraged animal, but I still love you.
Yet the rage in your eyes grows
Freezing over your caring soul
Leaving you a shell, a husk, of a boy
Nothing but a body with a broken hear, But I have faith in you.
One day you will defeat these demons
That taunt, tease, and torment you
I hope and pray for the day, Those pitch fork wielding bullies
Clamp their mitts into someone else’s mind
Reviving your innocence
Giving me that sweet natured one back
The one with the truthful eyes
The one I called “little one”
Please oh please return the “Little one”
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