Sunday, January 9, 2011

My biggest fear.

I am not afraid of darkness
My heart stays calm
When it creeps its slender fingers
Over my window.
I am not afraid of death.
It is simply the threshold
To my true home waiting.
I am afraid, that one day
You will look at me with your
Breathtaking blue eyes, as expansive as
The blue-sky horizon,
And you will tell me,
"You are too misfit to be my misfit.
I have found a prince who has real armor
Not tattered cardboard for defense."
You will say these things and he will set you on his noble steed.
I will remember that I have no noble steed.
And I will watch the broken heart that you returned to me
Bleed the very blood I gave you
Onto indifferent stone.
That is my biggest fear.

1 comment:

  1. who wants a real armor when it only rusts
    Who wants a noble steed when you can just walk
    For a any one looking for that kind of prince can surely have him.
    A misfit prince is the most honest of all,
    He hides behind no armor, and has no quick escape,
    No..A misfit Prince is really the best,
    Don't you know?