Jizzie

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Poems are fun. 

Also, this isn't angst. It was supposed to be angst, but it didn't turn out angst, and that makes me sad. 


What's broken is healed 

What's healed is broken 

The things unsaid remain unspoken 

From under the water 

I see everything 

To go up there and join you 

Is my childish dream 

It is my duty to my kingdom of deep 

But maybe this price is a little to steep 

Maybe I should pursue my wish 

To leave the land of water and fish 

To go up there where everyone's seen 

Maybe I don't like being queen 

Maybe I didn't from when I was small 

Although I admit I'm still not quite tall 

I often wonder what my brother is doing 

And wonder what kind of dream he's pursuing 

Sometimes I don't think that he knows me 

Then the sadness returns and brings back the lonely 

I made up my mind the moment I saw you 

Because the moment you were there was the moment I knew 

There will never be a price that's too steep 

I will give everything just to be free 

Do you remember that time on the beach? 

You sat there, humming a melody 

I was there, humming it too 

I know when you heard me, you looked so confused 

Do you remember when you almost drowned? 

I pulled you out of the water, and I still have your crown 

I think that you were asleep 

Because you never once tried to look for me 

I think I'm in love with you, though I'm not sure 

But if loves a sickness, I don't want the cure 

So I thank you as I take my first step 

As you made me realize, I'm ready to forget. 

     -Lizzie Shadow. 

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