Sometimes Randomly

Sometimes I feel I have so much to say

So much to write and express,

As I take my notebook and lay on the bed

All my thoughts and emotions begin to regress.

I feel blank like a paper

Scared as a lonely pup,

I feel helpless and shattered

Like the pieces of a broken cup.

 

But then I say to myself,

“You are a fighter my dear girl,

You are the princess of wonderland.

Raise your head above the ground,

Or else your tiara might fall.”

 

I go back to my childhood

And remember the bad times,

When the only positive sound in the house

Was that of the tinkling wind chimes.

 

So far so good, the journey has been fine

With wounds and scratches that’ll heal with time.

With every day I grow, I also evolve

And allow all my pains to sublime.

 

And then I say to myself,

“You are a fighter my dear girl,

You are the princess princess of wonderland.

Raise your head above the ground

Or else your tiara might fall.”

 

~ from the pages of a person with struggling childhood..