A little trial by fire
Taste the flame as it licks the liar
Melting your chains quickly away
But you forgot the pain that you must pay
So burn slowly in the fire that you lit
Feel the beaded sweat dripping in the place that you sit
Isolated from the world in your free spirited chant
You�d move if you could, but you find that you can�t
Stuck in the cycle of the orange, blue, and red
Right in the center of the skin you have shed
But this is your own and who you have become
A lifeless being who burned to be one
An emotional illusion of where you are.
The fleeting moment of pride and arrogance
That leaves you cold.
A stoic reminder of time and space.
Life will go on.
But will you be strong?
Will you laugh in the face of your ever present pain,
Lie in the dark with a shocked expression that
Freezes your face into a ghostly pale shade.
Shades of white and gray that frame
Your youthfulness.
Can a child be strong?
Frail and weak,
Ignorant and na�ve.
Hiding under the covers
To face the fears of the darkness
That surrounds the room.
This is strength.
A non-existent source of empowerment
That leaves when night falls.
Truth comes and loneliness follows
Its shadows that dance on the walls.
A pious glory when survival is achieved
And scars to prove the wounds did bleed.
The light awaits the morn in pure day
And there strength will be found.
Fly little fairy
And into the darkness you will find love
Far away in distant lands
Beauty sheds its halo
Like a symphony of light
Spreading across the sky
In a bright array of color
And there she is free
To spread her wings to flight
In this imaginary land
The idea of love was grand
Red rose petals pressed to my face
Entrancing music floating on angel wings
Glass slippers containing tiny feet
Covered by a white dress with diamond sequins
The dream was burst by a stubborn pride
Chubby fingers and wrinkled noses
Vie for independence
Free from ties that hold me down
Unlinked chains on a soul that flies
Inquisitive minds that thrive for knowledge
Romance is not for scholars
Perfume is for the ignorant child
Confined in a home that feels like a cage
Kept from the irresistible smells of the outside world
I found my abandon in the sandy beach
Shells washed to shore from distant lands
We long to see the farthest reaches of the earth
My heart is captured by the dream in your eyes
My childish pride no longer exists
Hundreds of shattered pieces
Thrown on the dusty road
Behind me
Fragments of lies
That ruined my heart
Stony from the calloused hope
The rocky trail
With pebbles underfoot
Treading relentlessly upon the dirty ground
My small steps make imprints that I can�t erase
When I look back
More pieces break off
The remnants of the forgotten remembered
They crunch beneath my feet
Become part of my rigid flesh
