You lose your innocence when you start trying new things. Beyond its scope, towards what is more real. Yet, is there anything such as innocence? Does it really exist? Maybe innocence is for a child, a newborn one. And maybe you had your share so it stopped giving you a portion. As days roll down to the mountainous peaks, you shred skin, a sign of becoming more mature. A thing that you need in order to face what’s beyond the zenith of these monstrous clumped land masses.
Maybe you had to lose innocence in order to reclaim what is rightfully yours. What needs to be amplified in your soul in order to feed it. And maybe, when you know what it is that you are looking for, you could go back to innocence. Not to ask it why it left you because you already know why. But to tell it that you had to leave. And that you, leaving was given and necessary.