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silentwoods Aug 2018
My dearest Prince Charming, have you lost your way?
The road that you took must’ve led you astray.

You missed a few turns, now your horse wants to drink.
“Was it this way or that way?” And you sit down to think.

Your throat is too dry and your leg has a cramp.
It’s getting too dark, you’ve decided to camp.

The bonfire’s blazing, you’re feeling alright.
You’ll continue your journey when you see the sun light.

Many weeks have gone by and you’re still in no hurry.
I’ve been waiting for you, now I’m starting to worry.

Did you fall off a cliff or drown in the lake?
Did you catch a disease or get bitten by a snake?

My love is still waiting, all gift-wrapped and ready.
It’ll soon collect dust so come claim it already.

We have places to go, and people to see.
Oh how happy together we’ll be, you and me.

Every day I’ll wake up as the sun is still rising.
And I’ll watch till I see you ride up the horizon.
silentwoods Aug 2018
Dear younger me, where have you gone?
It saddens me to think it’s been so long.

I miss your smile, the way your eyes lit up.
The happiness that overfilled your cup.

You were carefree, your heart untouched by sorrow.
At peace with yesterday, today, tomorrow.

When did it start? the whispers made of lead;
The lies that swarmed like flies inside your head.

They told you what you were wasn’t enough.
They touched your creamy soft skin and made it tough.

You clung to every whisper, every lie.
Believed you weren’t enough, with just one try.

I’m sorry for not sticking up for you.
For not reminding you of what was true.

Instead, I hurt you more, destroyed your pride.
Made you forget the girl you were inside.

I pity you, your heart was so naïve.
I’m sorry for what I made you believe.

I didn’t mean to speak to you so rough.
I’m sorry for not loving you enough.

Try to remember who you were, for me.
Before the world told you who you should be.
silentwoods Aug 2018
Two years into adulting.
It’s possible, who knew?
I look the same as yesterday
But today I’m twenty two!

Dentist trips still freak me out,
Sometimes I burn an egg.
My blanket covers both my feet,
So monsters won’t grab my leg.

I don’t go out on Friday night,
My ankles feel the weather.
And when I help the kids with homework,
We both learn math together.

Sometimes I’ll burst out crying
For no reason at all.
I know the words to one rap song,
And still prefer guys tall.

My puns are all intended,
There is a spoon I hate,
I’ll never mix my whites and brights,
I can’t stay up too late.

My life has been a wild ride
But I’m thankful for each day.
One day I hope to be mature,
One day... but not today.
silentwoods Aug 2018
When my thoughts are too heavy,
My feelings - too numb,
When my heart is unsteady,
And the tears start to come,

I put on my running shoes.
Tonight I can't hide.
I pace myself, breathing,
Letting go with every stride.

The melody of my footsteps,
The rhythm of my breaths,
Have synchronized into nothing;
A calm stillness inside my head.

I'm light  as a feather.
I let myself fly.
The world is a blur, but tonight,
... I'm alive.

— The End —