#WritcoPoemPrompt48
Write a poem about a time that your illusions of someone or something were shattered.

Through my child eyes I could only see perfection, innocence blinded me from seeing just how broken you are. I'd have followed you through the flames of hell if it meant you'd tell me you were proud of me. Doing things I didn't like finishing first everytime in spite the fact you weren't there, the call of your first and only true love stronger then my...