People will use you
They will abuse you
Until they can't feel their own pain anymore
They don't care that they burn you
They become cold to feel some sort of warmth
And the burns they give you are nothing compared to their scars in their own turns
But do not let their burns make you lose your spark
So be gone the witch
Take away the curse
Say nevermore
And hope they someday realize cursing others is a bore
So the sunshine may shine on a rainy day
Hope the world becomes less toxic one day
For you are the royalty in this story
And the evil witch will never give a poison apple in your story ever again
For you rule this kingdom and you can make your story blessed
For you are worth it, you can finally peacefully rest.
YOU ARE READING
The Tea I Wish I Could Drink.
PoetryPoetry excerpts by FictionalRealism These are the words I wish I could use, the tea I wish I could drink, the things that I wished were easy but aren't. The tea I wish was easy to spill. ALL POEMS ARE MINE. Copyright ©FictionalRealism
