Innocence Poem by Maya Hanson

Blood runs rivers like some sort of paradise
I can see it on screen, drenched in sacrifice
All your innocence swirling down the drain
It's okay, looks like you made it through the rain

I'd rather have stories to tell than a clean slate
You can mutter or scream and I'll still stay up late
I don't know how we still have things to say
but I'll listen at dawn and ride this till it breaks

Minds run wild, I can't see past my scars
I run in so many circles to find where you are
My innocence cracks your silhouette just to mend
It's okay, looks like I made it to the end

All this innocence is blinding half a heart
Sitting here when we don't know where to start
Second-guessing, all the stars aligned instead
I'd rather have stories to tell than a promise unsaid