Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2012
Watching the kids scream and play
Finding it impossible to find something to say.
She lays in bed wasting away...
Hoping to find light in a new day...
Saying she knows everyone will pay.

For what she’s become scares me,
As I am sure it’s obvious to see,
That she is not as strong as she pretends to be.

She sits there asking help from trees,
But all they do is shake their leaves,
And say “Move on and ask the bees,
Beware they sting and cause much hurt,
Her sad eyes tell them that’s absurd.

“But it's what you've always wanted....is it not?
To play with fire until it gets too hot?”
She slowly walks away,
Goes to the beehive and there I lay,
They peek out and ask us why we’re there,
I suddenly scream and yank at my hair,
Help me I’m scared is all I can say...
They laugh and buzz "Come back in May".

I sit up and cry like never before,
Until every part of my body is sore,
Then I stand up and cry some more,
Before I know it I'm running to a door.
I open it and there's no floor....

I realize it’s a long way down
And for a second I still wear my frown,
Then I realized what I had found.

I clutch in my hand a rose and a key,
She appears to be standing next to me,
Then suddenly jumps into eternity,
Not allowing me to kiss her gently.
The silver rose glows...she sees it...she grabs it...she knows....

She looks up and smiles at me,
Seeing it fills me with glee,
As I give a last look to the trees and the bees.

I close my eyes and jump...landing with a loud thump.

She offers me a hand,
So I can properly stand.
And hands me a black rose,
With a light kiss on the nose.

"How long have you been here?
I was filled with fear..."

"It does not matter now...
Just keep quiet and listen to the sound."
The strum of guitars fill my ears,
So beautiful it fills my eyes with tears,
She wipes them away,
And tells me it’s all OK.

I turn around to find,
Another door of some kind,
She opens it wide,
And pulls me to her side,

She smiles at me again...
I melt within.....

We laugh and bend our knees,
We jump and realize……..we're free.
Soleil Laboy
Written by
Soleil Laboy
641
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems