Between Silences

Jun 9
May 14

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I am lost within my own fairytale.

My identity stolen, 

by the crown resting on my head.

I’ve asked my magic mirror for answers,

but all I heard in return,

was lonely echos.

And all I could see 

was a vast nothing.

Not a shadow, not a soul.

You came to me,

riding a white house

wearing your own gleaming crown.

You spoke to me of quests,

and dragons,

telling me of our future.

It’s a story that sounds so familiar,

I could have sworn I’d heard it said 10,000 times.

But deep in the heart I’d forgotten I have.

I know that this is not my story.

I know that I don’t want a prince,

and I don’t need a savior.

So climb your white horse,

and don’t come back

until your armor is rusted through.

And maybe then,

I will join you on a quest.

When I am defined not by my crown,

but by the forgotten things in my heart.

Apr 10
This is no Fairytale

I have an origami heart,

folded into shape

by your once loving hands.

Over and over,

I wrote your name on my fragile, paper shell.

Dusting away the cobwebs on my heart,

but nearly breaking through.

I was too naive to realize

just how delicate I am.

Too desperate for love to see

how any hint of passion

threatens to rip me to shreds.

I lost you when you left me to find yourself.

And I had nothing but tape and glue

to piece together my broken heart.

Mar 10
Origami Heart

"The art of LOVE is largely the art of persistence."

- Albert Ellis

Jan 12

 

It was so long ago, when we were hand in hand.

I remember walking together on a sandy shore,

Dreaming and reaching for our future.

Until I looked around,

And found only my shadow.

 

You had long crossed the water,

And left me ashore.

But my pain wasn’t enough,

So you blew up the bridge, a mad terrorist,

Leaving me to walk along a highway of broken dreams.

 

I was left holding hands with my own shadow for company.

Still trying to rid myself,

Of the ghost of our happiness.

All as I fell deeper into nothing.

Jan 12
Broken Bridge

Once Lost, Never Found

Where did you go Sleeping Beauty?

Are you lost in the lands of your dreams?

Years have gone by,

But still you’re lost to me.

 

Did you wake when the new wasn’t happy?

When they finally told you the truth?

The castle has long since been empty,

no one is waiting anymore.

 

How long did you wander those halls,

looking for some sign of life?

Did you realize the fairy tale was gone,

that your prince never heard your call?

 

You wander now in the forest,

Where no one can see your tears.

Afraid to come out of the shadows,

Afraid to face your fears.

Jan 12