In the pale wake of morning, I sat by the tide To find a small spider, Who sat by my side. He sat and he spindled,
By Brianna Lynn Galligan4 years ago in Poets
Please do not walk by my friend. At least let me know you see me. This creature you shun I have only become ... And it haunts my reality .
I wish you could be me for a moment. See the world through my eyes. I’m struggling and failing like everyone else . And when home, I hold back my cries.
You promised me daffodils And meandering spring . Sun rays on window sills And flying on swings. You gave me the moon
If wishes were clouds, I’d paint you a sky. I’d paint you a heaven more precious than eyes. I’d laugh and I’d giggle at each fluffy pie
How can I tell you what to think There are no words for shame. To turn my head and walk away While you still scream my name.
Feeling eyes gaze in hidden shadows, Wondering exactly what to expect, Daydreams tease and caress the mind Giving pleasurable images.
I will fly away. Beyond anyone’s voice. Beyond anyone’s reach. I will spread my amber wings And sail towards celestial heavens
Masks blink on dark silhouettes, Dancing a morbid waltz of treachery. Bleeding palms bare witness To unshaped and chaotic possibilities.
Faceless dreams and silent eyes Dot and mask the expanse of my frustrations. Abnegation collides with inexorable fragments,
Shadows ripple In a sea of doubts and demons, Creating the constant threat Of light vs dark. Doors that stand wide ,
Daydreams rip and shred the seams of my sighs That drift within the turpentine of time. My mind washes itself into thinking things