MY PLACE – POETRY , AFFIRMATIONS & MORE

Loneliness her fate, sad songs fill her day
All she hopes for is sunshine in warm spring
Tears stream black, fast flowing paths of dismay
Crumbled notes turn to dust as her heart sings

Such darkness gloom that haunts her every morn
Those childhood stories a princess, a prince
Down on bent knee, pure love flowing no scorn
She sits and sighs in jaded reminiscence

Fairy-tales deceive, no love has she found
No prince on bent knee, true loves such a myth
Such lies we believe, jewels, love and a crown
I’m sick! Hear me scream! Now bring him forthwith!

Dancing underneath a moonlit bright sky
Pure love now found soft kitty and I.

Written by Corrina Leblond

Picture by : Kitty Love by TynahC ..

Trying to capture that frustration of the young girl inside me that cursed every fairy tale for misrepresenting love and my expectations that one day a prince would appear….