Fairytales
By SummerCoat
Anxiety and fear.
Nervous anticipation-when
I'm still inside.
Alone. run away. I have to hide.
Lay in the
backyard-swim in grass. Let the ground surround me.
No one is searching-so
no one has found me.
I'm frozen. Un-moving. Muted and paused.
I watch the world spin around me-the effect for which there's no cause.
No progression of time registers in my mind.
Has it been days or
only hours? with each mouthful I swallow, my disposition further sours.
In a daze (must have been days) I pluck the heads
off of tiny blue
flowers
Until there is enough to cover
the gilded ring from
my lover.
I want to cry but my eyes remain dry-though my heart is
flooded.
Sadness and tragedy come down in showers
-like the petals
of our flowers
as I let them fall from my hand.
They go under
like the fairytale I had planned-burn out
like the flames of a fire
you fanned.
Maybe nice folks do finish last and maybe True Love is
becoming a thing of the past.
And I always knew the truth, so the
question I didn't
ask.
But even still, I heard the answer.
I'm screaming LA LA LA with my ears covered
And I can't
hear you!
But Johnnie, I still love you.
Your wall is a barrier
I can't even shove thru.
I gave it my all and it never
mattered.
Like porcelain on glass,
I've shattered.
Comments on "Fairytales"
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On Wednesday, March 7, 2012, Slingnasty
(138) wrote:
I love Like porcelain on glass I've shattered know what that feels like Great write thanks
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A former member wrote:
good write,.
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On Sunday, March 4, 2012, Magdalena
(616) wrote:
Excellent write....
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A former member wrote:
Beautiful...sweet and wonderful. Keep writing.