Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Still some old stuff, but I'm enjoying the trip down memory lane....

once upon a time, there was a girl that was always alone. she was alone from the day she was born. now, please, dont misunderstand me. she was surrounded by all
people who loved her, who never wanted her to fall.

once upon a time, there was a wall. it was a wall so high. it surround the girl, it covered all sides. people looked in but didnt see.
they only say what they wanted to her to be.

once upon a time, there was a prince. he found the wall, but something was different. he saw inside. he spoke to her in a voice so calm and clear,
"walk to the wall, i promise you will not fall". but the prince was a liar and the price was high. the girl wouldnt pay so he said goodbye

once upon a time, there was a girl who realized that no one cared. she walked to her mirrored wall and screamed with all her might. she screamed for days. she screamed for nights.
the girl fell to the ground, with a loss of sight. she was never to share what she had found.

once upon a time, there was a crown that set on the head of a king. he sent a message to a queen. he found the message unrecived because for a lost girl she did greave.
she watched the glass walls night and day, to see if the girl ever found her night.

once upon a time, there was a girl that started to see that the world was not what she thought it should be. she paced around in a glass room, sure that she would soon meet
her doom. she stared at her wrist as she said "if they bleed, all will turn red".

once upon a time, a life was not enough. her girl looked at the world. she took a real look around. she realized that if she was lead, all would fall down.

once upon a time, the world opened up. it showed a girl that who she really was had always been enough.

once upon a time, glass walls fell to the ground. the shards cut gashes but it was then that she found her crown.

once upon a time, i realized, that good is good enough. some wear and tear is normal. your heart is still enough.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

This is old but I still like it.

As Fact

some mornings,
i would love to run away from being me.
to stop wondering.
to stop thinking.
to have quiet in my mind.

some nights,
i wonder what my polar opposite did while i was doing everything that was expected of me.
did she dance on bar tables?
make love to strange and random people?
did that really make her any happier than i was at the time?
is not caring about anything the answer or the question?

some afternoons,
i wonder what would happen if i just kept driving and never turned back.
if i left everything behind, would anyone notice?
if i fell of the face of the earth, who would look for me?
if i jumped, would anyone follow me?

But other mornings,
i love being me.
i care.
i have my own ideas.
my mind is a blur of thoughts and sounds and ideas that brighten the world's glare.

Some nights,
i know that my polar opposite had to learn how to just be her self just like i did.
i know that not caring is not an option.

Some afternoons,
i long to look back.
i know that if i fell off the face of the earth that others would fall with me.
and if i jumped, souls would die.

life has sometimes that you know and sometimes you dont know.
some mornings leads to other afternoons and every night.
none will ever be the same as the other.
know that as fact.
~~A.D.D