The Golden Brick Road
***Reimagined Intentions
my road to hell was built
with would haves and could haves,
wishes and promises,
fairy tales and fables,
shared around the hearth's fire,
fabricated morality,
good intentions
twisting and turning
somewhere over the rainbow.
a well-read path
worn smooth by a deluge of tall tales.
whispered promises of redemption
beyond the yellow brick road,
past the poppies,
well beyond the emerald city.
About the Creator
Stacey Mataxis Whitlow (SMW)
Welcome to my brain. My daydreams are filled with an unquenchable wanderlust, and an unrequited love affair with words haunts my sleepless nights. I do some of my best work here, my messiest work for sure. Want more? https://a.co/d/0fFk2YMP
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