A dream world, a fairy tale mold
Knights in shiny armor, bravery and honor
A handsome prince, an ugly toad
Winding down fantasy road
Lace and satin, silver and gold
Lies upon lies, never told
Crying in the night, hiding in the light
Trying to escape the hellish fright
Living a nightmare, the lonely stare
Looking in the mirror, but nothing’s there
Seeking for reasons, finding all fault
Crying tears, tasting the salt
A white picket fence, an all-knowing sense
Living a life of false pretense
Dried up grass, tarnished brass
Running, but you will not pass
All the questions, time-consuming deceptions
Never attending ballroom receptions
A razor blade, a jet black spade
Sleeping in the bed you made
When will it end?
Will I ever mend?
Must I continue my lying trend?
Written on Sunday, January 22, 2012 @ 11:56 AM
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written.
Are you alright?
Jo, thank you.
DeleteYes, I'm fine. I wrote this poem YEARS ago...way before I began my journey of self-healing. Kinda scary now when I read it!
But thank you SO much for caring enough to ask!
Written on Sunday, January 22, 2012 @ 3:22 PM
ReplyDeleteI must chime in with Jo and say BEAUTIFULLY written, Pamela!
(((( You )))))
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Ron, thank you. And for the hugs.
DeleteI have a lot of poems that I wrote when I was feeling "down". Strange, I can't seem to write poems when I'm feeling "good".
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