Erase

A baby's mind is lucky 

It's pure 

Like the blood of a virgin 

It holds no horror 

It forgives without apologies 

It heals without treatment 

Old age is a blessing 

A gift and a curse 

The wisdom a gift 

The memories a curse 

Wisdom comes from experiences 

And so does memories 

But what happens when the curse outweighs the blessing 

Sad memories from bad experiences 

Then the foolishness of a baby becomes a gift 

The void of it's mind 

The need for a reset 

A formatted mind 

Void of flaws and mistakes 

Of no sad and painful tales 

Can those haunting thoughts erase? 

The thoughts that wakes me up at night breaking sweat 

I pray it erases 

Like the drop of water in a hot desert 

Erase 

Like the presence of a free bird in a golden cage 

Erase 

Like the sanity of a mad dog 

Erase 

Erase Erase Erase 

-Misunderstood Nerd