EmyleeShadow04
11-19-2006, 06:25 PM
Curled up in a corner
with her paper clip crown
buried deep inside a book
she waits and dreams
Dragons and castles
moonlight and secret love
caress her mind
Her drugs.
The present is washed out
like the words on a wet newspaper
just barely visible
and impossible to comprehend
She floats away
to her happy land
that smells of her mother's perfume
and feels like her touch
No colored faces
just black and white photographs
scattered on the floor
with notes on the back in her mom's pen
Old records play
skipping occasionally
making them giggle
and screech
Her novel ends
and her face streaks with tears
no longer able to make a distinction
between reality and fiction
or past and present.
with her paper clip crown
buried deep inside a book
she waits and dreams
Dragons and castles
moonlight and secret love
caress her mind
Her drugs.
The present is washed out
like the words on a wet newspaper
just barely visible
and impossible to comprehend
She floats away
to her happy land
that smells of her mother's perfume
and feels like her touch
No colored faces
just black and white photographs
scattered on the floor
with notes on the back in her mom's pen
Old records play
skipping occasionally
making them giggle
and screech
Her novel ends
and her face streaks with tears
no longer able to make a distinction
between reality and fiction
or past and present.