A haiku-
Falling from the sky,
I landed on the ground with,
Feathers all around.-
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It is a mix of experience, letting go of the past. a tale etc. A little bit of me and a story to a child that held some of my essence- Say good-bye to the past.
A tale to a child-
There was a child,
Who was teased and stripped of herself,
She wanted to forget and she said,
She wished she were alone,
Everything was wrong, and nothing ever went right,
She was a wreck and often a tool,
Falling behind in school,
She was often times miserable as she lingered behind,
A shadow in the crowd of many, the oddball of her time,
Memories clashed and pressed her onward,
But she struggled and fell many times forward,
Looking to the light she saw a future,
But was pushed down,
The world felt cruel,
A tiny child losing herself to something that dwelt deep inside,
An emotional struggle…
Every time that something went right, something went wrong…
Hope fell quickly with her,
But times changed for her,
Hope renewed for something new,
Forgetting the past, she often times had flash backs,
It wasn’t the same,
For this time she has found true friendship and started to forget the blame,
And shame.
Still there is a struggle deep inside her,
A blossoming thorn rose,
Pricking her when she moved past her past,
To the brighter side…
Edited by Strange_Heart, 17 July 2009 - 12:28 AM.
