Interrupted

She lies smothered
inside a heart that was once brave.
A heart that cried freely
with the tears of joy and sorrow.
An infant cooing with innocence and ignorance.
But one can only stay naive for so long before
life interrupts and shatters the myths of youth
so that the weakness of trusting is no longer an option.
It was trust that fated her to spend eternity
mending pieces that never quite seem to fit while
a moving reel of all life could have,
should have been flashes around her,
dizzying, emptying, suffocating.
She longs for the comfort of ignorance,
to laugh the laugh of a child,
to wear her heart on her sleeve,
and to live a life uninterrupted.