Dear Nicole, It’s been so very hard graceful lady, I know who you are....
nobody if they ever truly knew you, would ever want to step right in your shoes not the magic ruby ones or those worn out cowboy boots They only saw the pretty Never the bruised Never the innocent child Who never once flinched at the truth
Dear Nicole, You were born into fire and never had a home You were given madness instead of a place to grow Small hands held onto a big dream A heart too soft for what the world would bring
a yellow brick lie A girl with castles in her eyes Stepped out and got hurt Thought love was soft
But the world had claws And no curtain hid its flaws You were brave you believed But nothing was what it seemed Yellow brick lie They told you to fly Then clipped your wings mid sky
wasn’t easy, was it? To be born pretty in a world like this.. beauty isnt armor cause it never stopped the hits a mothers glass slippers running on gravel roads and red heels that never clicked A house full of ghosts... And storms that would never quit
A father repeating pain.... An uncle with no shame You learned young That home could be hell Under the wicked witches jealous spell
Too many mirrors...none of them true Too many lions without courage Scarecrows pretending they knew The wicked witch after you But you.. You kept walking through
wasn’t easy, was it? click your heels, but where’s the magic? a new york girl in a world off axis carrying broken hearts and alcoholic habits A sister gone without a trace.. A mother fading into white lace... An old pain... dressed in blue Wasn’t easy finding you
Somewhere over the damage You dreamed of Kansas skies But the bricks were broken And the wizard fed you lies
A ****** shadowed your youth An absence that made you crave the truth You played brave on the surface But no one asked what it cost They just called it Nicoles choices And named what you’d lost
But oh, Dorothy You didn’t need a way home You were the road Ruby hearted bright eyed Still breathing where you should’ve died You were magic all along In a world that got it wrong
Thank you Paulie, a special....dear...talented poet god with eyes that can see <3