Unforgotten

her - fairy tales

It only took one

day, one muffled breath,

one heart attack

to make me see reality

and stop believing

in fairy tales

and Knights who would

come rescue me.

I built walls around my

heart with vines and

thorny roses.

Same as the kind at

daddy's funeral

with their suffocatingly

sweet smell.

Many tried valiantly

but none were

able to break through,

not for long, anyways.

Most got out

unscathed.

But even I couldn't

run from

my past forever.

It found me,

one blustery fall day

as I walked

through the old wood

I used to know

by heart.