"I was standing on the edge of
The cliff, waiting for you.
Days turned to weeks,
And then those weeks became
Months, and then years."
Yet you never showed up.
You had the nerve to leave me up
in cold and bad weather.
How dare you, you never even called!
Not even a call from you managed to slip
Through the cracks of the
Thick forest, black forest you made
Me call home.
I stood there in my blue dress,
A gown of sapphire hue, adorned with
Glistening blue and white crystals, each
Sparkle a testament to the sky's brilliance,
And my feet, cradled in delicate glass slippers,
Tinted with the same shade of blue
Reflecting the tranquil depths of a serene ocean.
that you Loved so much because you
Abused your power, that made me hide
Behind a mask of hurt and broken dreams.
Reflecting the tranquil depths of a serene ocean.
Wind blowing in my direction, spreading
the dress thin, embracing the air, floating
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with the clouds, awaiting someone—
You, to catch me and guide me back
to a secure haven. Somewhere to land,
and find safety in your embrace.
But no, you locked me in that cage,
The cage outside the forest on the
Edge of the cliff, where you leave
Everyone and everything rots, or
In your own words “to preserve its beauty”
You had no right to cage me up,
Just because you saw me, and
I was crying in your arms.
You hear. Just because I was weak at that
Moment, and you happen to be there
doesn't mean, that you can just,
Pick me up broken and weak
And decide that you will “fix me”.
By putting me in that cage of
golden structure, that you made
For your bird, your weak bird,
That you value so much, the bird
That you killed so effortlessly
And you put me there to replace
Her, and make you feel again, no.
You left me in that forest, that is
Among the danger that is all type of
Beasts and creatures that feed on fear.
Yet I foolishly fell in love with you,
I bleed for your love, and you had
The nerve to put me
In the same cage as the wolves.
In the same cage where your last
“Bird” died.
How does that make you feel?
You killing me, just because you
Are afraid of this thing called love?
was that your version of love?
well I am gone now so, go on
abuse your power to the others,
but know that there is a limit to your
abuse, and one day I hope I see you
in a cage too