Playing Princess
I’m a waste of paper
A waste of ink
A waste of words
Letters
Paint.
Attention.
I could burn you to the ground
From the fire in my eyes
You couldn’t think twice
Barley once
Before we fall into the shadows of
A once dream
Twice nightmare
Over and over again.
You know I only lead to
Unhappy endings
And you don’t know what to do
With fairy tales
I’ve never been able to let
My drawbridge down
And you’ve never
Fought your dragons
How typical of me,
To write a story
Forget the beginning and
Skip straight to the end.
Only leaving conflict behind
You can’t swim
And I never learned how to walk
But still we charge,
Headfirst,
Into this brick wall
That still can’t
Break me.
Copyright © Iris Blade | Year Posted 2017
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