Spoiler

By Esmerelda-O

Wed, 12 Aug 2015

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My fairytale

has no beginning.

My knights

do not save the day.

I never escape the castle.

The fates would decree me

an ugly step-child

with a broken heart

that all the words

and blood and music

and drugs could not

put back together again.

Stale breadcrumbs form

concentric circles where

vultures flap and stare

and wait for this half-corpse

to trip and stumble.

Everyone is waiting.

Certificate U

Poem

Comments

this one really packs a punch

Permalink Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on Wed, 2015-08-12 10:20

this one really packs a punch. Perfect everything - from the title to the picture.

A poingnant poem of the

Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on Wed, 2015-08-12 11:14

A poingnant poem of the depths of despair, an original idea for a fairytale that doesn't have a happy ending...though makes for an imaginative piece of writing.

Jenny.

Desperate but not nihilistic.

Permalink Submitted by scratch on Wed, 2015-08-12 15:28

Desperate but not nihilistic. Packed full of raw emotion. Well done, Esme.

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An anti fairytale poem of a

Permalink Submitted by Bee on Thu, 2015-08-13 05:55

An anti fairytale poem of a life well written.

Bee