This is a story,
a story not worth mentioning,
but here I am,
here I sit,
more than willing
to spread its fire
to the furthest corner
of the earth
*with the sole intention
of starting over again,
a new castle made
from the ash*
It begins with a smile,
an enigma of the highest order,
a smile that could stop time,
freeze it with the force
of a star
stuck at the furthest point
away from the sun
The smile belonged to a girl
with broken wings,
and try as she might,
she could never leave
the confines of his dream
The boy, green eyed and defiant,
grew up knowing nothing,
for he was raised
by his own two feet,
a beautiful tragedy
like no one
has ever seen
He traveled the world
in search of comfort,
comfort which he new not
how to describe,
for it would only visit
him in dreams,
at only a certain time
each night
*I wonder what it tastes like,
does it have a smell?
Is it something I can hold,
is it something I can share?
Will it bite upon my arrival,
does it have a life of its own?
Can it leave at anytime,
does it even exist at all?*
Traveling through the forest,
one step at a time
the sun decided
to show it's face,
and it's lovely
little shine
When the rays broke through
the fear lines of the clouds,
and danced around
the tree line
down to the ground
The little girl appeared
without so much
as a sound
Centuries condensed to seconds,
magic taking breath
right before his eyes
He knew not what to say,
or whether to laugh
or cry
No words were spoken,
no birds softly sang.
the earth had stopped spinning,
no blood pumped to vein
In that moment,
he was free,
lost in the smile
of the girl with broken wings
It was all he could do
not to wake up
but wake up,
he did indeed
''Twas but a fleeing dream,
a dream he'll never catch
or turn into reality
Feb 20, 2017
Feb 20, 2017 at 8:48 PM UTC
This is a story,
a story not worth mentioning,
but here I am,
here I sit,
more than willing
to spread its fire
to the furthest corner
of the earth
*with the sole intention
of starting over again,
a new castle made
from the ash*
It begins with a smile,
an enigma of the highest order,
a smile that could stop time,
freeze it with the force
of a star
stuck at the furthest point
away from the sun
The smile belonged to a girl
with broken wings,
and try as she might,
she could never leave
the confines of his dream
The boy, green eyed and defiant,
grew up knowing nothing,
for he was raised
by his own two feet,
a beautiful tragedy
like no one
has ever seen
He traveled the world
in search of comfort,
comfort which he new not
how to describe,
for it would only visit
him in dreams,
at only a certain time
each night
*I wonder what it tastes like,
does it have a smell?
Is it something I can hold,
is it something I can share?
Will it bite upon my arrival,
does it have a life of its own?
Can it leave at anytime,
does it even exist at all?*
Traveling through the forest,
one step at a time
the sun decided
to show it's face,
and it's lovely
little shine
When the rays broke through
the fear lines of the clouds,
and danced around
the tree line
down to the ground
The little girl appeared
without so much
as a sound
Centuries condensed to seconds,
magic taking breath
right before his eyes
He knew not what to say,
or whether to laugh
or cry
No words were spoken,
no birds softly sang.
the earth had stopped spinning,
no blood pumped to vein
In that moment,
he was free,
lost in the smile
of the girl with broken wings
It was all he could do
not to wake up
but wake up,
he did indeed
''Twas but a fleeing dream,
a dream he'll never catch
or turn into reality
