Look at you now,
Tear-stained, dazed and dejected.
Gone are the golden rays and feelings of spring.
Now you search for the remedy
To winters' merciless sting.
Look at you now,
Reaching for the moon and the stars,
But you do not get too far,
For your ankles are still chained to the ground,
Oh darling when will you fly?
Look at you now,
Glass fragments on the stone cold floor.
The chill arises and settles on your skin,
But you do not budge,
You feel nothing at all.
Look at you now,
You are not fine china,
You do not shatter when you fall,
This fight is not your last
You have not lost it all.
Look at you now
A chipped tea-cup within the perfect set,
Your skies may be murky and grey,
Your Heart pierced; thoughts in disarray.
But you have not lost it all.
YOU ARE READING
Pen, Paper and Poetry
PoetrySo I haven't actually gotten down to writing an actual story but I am working on that and hope to have one posted soon. Meanwhile this a compilation of poems and prose that I write when I'm feeling inspired so I do hope you enjoy them. They are also...
