Loss of Innocence

Age fourteen
Still sleeping with a teddy bear
And baby blanket because I'm
Afraid of being alone.

I'm always the youngest but I'm
The most bitter, too much has
Happened for me
To be sweet.

The loss of innocence is a
Tough phrase to use since
I haven't quite
Lost it yet.

But losing friends and family
And seeing, watching, holding death
In bare hands is painful
For me.

Having my heart broken
By insensitive guys and
Not having friends nice
Enough to help hurts.

I've watched my best friends
Die from the drugs they take, the ones
That I knew about but I was too afraid
To say anything.

With all that has happened
It's a wonder
That I'm still
Innocent.