Blunders

The youth is filled with naive,
where thou ride innocence though the ever-lasting cycle.
unaware consciousness,
One does not realize what they can do to another.

When thou wear one's heart on one's sleeve,
thou afoul the fatally,
thither shaded a scar.
The pain that never subsides,
has now gone worse.

Yesterday friend become tomorrow’s foes.
So flow the day fill with betrayal and enmity.
Once one reaches the summit all that remains is one’s inevitable downfall.
All has become lost…
The innumerable wounds once decorations of giggle, has begun instead to ache…

An empty hole in the chest,
seeking out the antidote for the puzzle.
Followthrough which no one cares,
maybe, yet maybe not.
Swamping up the same footstep,
just as bad as before.

So…thou are all alone.
Just deserts for the likes of thou…
betrayed by the very one is whom thou trusted…
Gone are the friends with whom thou shared dreams…
Alone, with no lover to share sorrows…