There is a weariness of fairy tales
A magical desire to just surrender
To sleep dark and seamless space
And let the gaze follow the black

Shifting sand with nothing to hold
Onto,dust falling through fingertips
The gap in the curtains showing the
Black dog the way to a saddened soul

Smooth sea that never made a sailor
Years of education that never taught
How to love yourself or have dignity
Or how to nurture with open hearts

A child's high voice sounding like
A spash of pennies falling together
A life waylaid by regret drowning
In shadows,untruths and uncertainty