everything around me is stained golden. the thousands of
suns i've spent my entire life admiring drown out the
stars, turning this night to day. all i want, all i've
ever wanted is to get a closer look. to reach
out and touch them, but i worry that
they will vanish against my fingertips, that the
moment i've longed for forever will end because
i came too close, turning the joy i feel into
a distant memory. but my heart
races through my chest, urging me to
extend my hand just a little bit. after all if the
sun comes to me, it's not my fault if it goes away. one floats
toward me, gliding to me like it could hear my thoughts, skimming the
surface of the lake, creating ripples begging me to
rescue them from a watery grave. and it touches my fingertips, allowing
me to push it upward to rejoin its friends shining
in the sky above. and i
swear it glowed a little brighter at my
touch, a tiny way of thanking me for saving
its life. i think i glowed a little, too. how else can i
explain the warmth that exploded through my body? besides, i was told
people tend to shine when their dreams come true.
A/N: this is just a short little poem told from the perspective of rapunzel (yes, from tangled) during "i see the light!" specifically, it's the moment from the photo above. and i know this is really cringey, but tangled is kinda really important to me. so there. that's why i wrote this. anyway, i love you guys and i hope you enjoyed this. xoxo, winter.
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Puisijust a lil collection of poetry. umbrella trigger warning for: anxiety, depression, suicide