Thoughts

Once upon a time, a little boy thought that he could be anything he wanted to be. His parents taught him that the sky was the limit and that the possiblities of life were endless; and he believed it. Everyday he looked hopefully to the clear blue sky with a toothless grin and told himself that one day he would fly higher than any bird or plane ever dared fly. Every night he would lay his head on his pillow anxiously awaiting the next day, until he fell into the land of dreams.
The innocence of a child is a beautiful thing. Pure, untouched, sacred and fragile. A young mind filled with dreams, happiness, and the hope of things to come. The innocence of a child is as precious as gold, platinum or money.When nurtured and protected a child can grow strong, confident, and can thrive and become great. But what happens when that innocence is snatched, consumed, stolen, raped and beaten out of that small, fragile body... What happens to the child then.... When innocence is gone, youre lying there bloody, trembling, afraid, and hurt. When innocence is taken and all that is left to fill the void is anger, pain, shame what do you do? The invisible scars seem to cover your body changing the way you look at yourself, morphing you into someone you never wanted to be.
Once upon a time, a little boy thought that he could be anything he wanted to be. His parents taught him that the sky was the limit and that the possiblities of life were endless; and he believed it. He lived his life as any other child. Then one day his innocence was stolen. His life changed forever. Every night he would lay his head on his pillow dreading the next day, until he cried hisself to sleep. His land of sweet dreams turned horrific nightmares. His once blue sky, turned into a thick black smoke that choked him on every breath. Life no longer seemed sweet, before becoming a teenager he'd tried several times to end his own life.
Who will protect the child whose innocence was stolen? Who will listen when no one believes him? Who will give him the strength to hold his head high? Who will help him see that he doesnt have to be ashamed?

Who will help him?
Who will be his fortress?
Who will love him?
Who will love ME?