Traveled through The cursed forest Bewitched under Spells for miles Swam across a Quicksand tank Filled with snakes And then jumped in The murkiest lakeΒ Β Found it a mistake Only to be caught Confused and dizzy Inside a crystal ball Until the glass Cracked and I found A way out and then I Ventured through The queen's castle walls And it was off With my head yet Somehow I dodged The ax and then I was fighting off The headless man On his horse with A mask and so I Kept moving along Until I ran away To a better time All in my mind To let the good in Let's pretend
This poem is more than it seems. This piece basically turns my real life journey into a fictional tale. It is difficult to explain to anyone, but have you ever felt like you have faced battle after battle in life to the point where it seems stranger than fiction? For instance, I'm a cancer survivor, and when I was going through treatments it felt like swimming through the quicksand tank filled with snakes as in it being a tough battle and just as you are making progress a snake comes along like your blood cell count drops dangerously low. I have always had a vivid imagination, and I've used it to get through the rough times. I know we all have our battles, and everyone's is different. Okay, enough rambling. To health, to happiness, to many blessings in 2019. <3 Much love. <3