Empty

I reminisce about a time filled with bliss
when the world was fresh and crisp
when the blatant ignorance of man kind simply didn't exist.
 I reminisce of a time when ladies were fair
and wouldn't dare leaving the house without-a-care-
in the world about what people think
I reminisce about a time when the world wasn't so empty

I reminisce about a time when people weren't so empty
when I could have a conversation with someone without thinking "can you get any less deep"
when everybody wasn't trying to be a creep n feel up on lil girls and boys
like they're their play toys..
I reminisce about a time when incest was considered nasty
now we live in the epitome of it
in the epitome of this putrid habit
I reminisce about a time when mothers nurturing-ly  loved they're sons
when our biggest concern wasn't having too much fun
when people considered becoming a nun
I reminisce about a time we weren't so twisted

I reminisce about a time when I felt far from empty.

A time when my innocence was at its peak.

A time when I wouldn't cringe at the creek of the door.

A time when I wasn't made to feel like such a bore for simply appreciating the outdoors.

A time when I wasn't beaten, battered and bruised to far beyond.

I reminisce about a time filled with love not war
when people loved to participate in saving the world.
I reminisce about a time I wasn't in pain or hurt.
I reminisce about a time where all we had was time
when it didn't matter if ur poem rhymed

Yes,indeed I reminisce of a time that has long past.
A time when everything wasn't so emptily addressed.
A Time Now Replaced With Pure Emptiness.