As I open the rusted - thumb folded pages of your tales,
burdened with grief of your passing and stories that fail.
Oceans' might is the witness of your altruism ,
you've bent sky and straighten tentacles beyond reasons.
Known you since you were a mermaid and little,
until the curse turned you into black-ink celestial.
Holding kings pride; leaving Kingdom and passing Eric's heart to Ariel,
crowing yourself as the villain despite being the ocean's pearl.
Land only remembers the voice you burgled from Red,
Diluted in water; Fight for Triton's Life - a battle unsaid;
Lost father’s acceptance, Eric's love, and Vanessa's legs to run -
A cruse from Triton only Eric's kiss could have undone.
Oh Ursula, you forgot, Magic comes with a price,
you lost your tail and the throne for your sacrifice.
You raised him from dead, got him life,
destroying yours and the mirror's sight.
I wish I was there to rewrite it differently
but, I am only a freckle in someone’s imagination’s epiphany.
Feb 22, 2018
Feb 22, 2018 at 2:50 AM UTC