Silencing the maiden [human]

There was once a fair maiden, unspoiled by shame and fear. Left unjaded to her whispers.

(Where could she have gone, please come back!)

I see now before me only the reflection of bitterness, fear, lust. Tainted remains of a shallow woman.

(What have I done, oh God, please forgive me?)

I think of my weak excuses and cry out into the bitter night. "No Regrets!" The echos fall on silence.

(When did this happen, I didn't see it coming.)

I turn to face the world, laughing. Where are your morals now fair maiden?

(Who have I become?)

I stand tall, reveling in my degredation. The land of the free. Be who you are.

(Why.. please?)

Pride surges through me and I shout to the barren ravaged hilltops. Look at what I have become!

(...help...)

I drag my filthy clothes around me, demoralized, desensitized. Human.

(...)

I have silenced that maiden. Who needs innocence.. When you have the world?