Naïveté

Crawling out the darkest hole,
A place that once you knew as home,
When you were left out in the cold,
By

Trapped inside a hell that can not be left.
Light sucked from what vision I can see.
What is this place that I have been locked

There came a day
when I found myself alone
on a sea of sand.
The sun's shadow passed over my bones.
I heard the hooded woman

O my home,
They say you have grown up and matured
Yet-...yet: where have all the trees gone
That shaded my most ebullient

So where was the freedom I guarded so jealously?

And sought so hard to steal because I thought it would not be given to