The Truth You Had To See

devildog's picture

Mother, I was made for better things;
these tender wings you’ve given me have died.
Mother, it’s precisely you that I’ve betrayed—
I’ve given up your dreams for mine.
And after all this time, you’ve given up your heart for me.
All the bittersweet memories of a time that you’ve forgot.
I’ve strayed too far from your love.

They said God would punish me,
a tender girl not yet thirteen,
as I looked and smiled at the girls of school.
How was I to know what’s wrong with that?
Who were you to deny the true sense of my soul?
Oh...and they told me I’d get married someday,
a tender lad would take me away.
And as I looked inside myself—
I felt so alone.
Who was this prince charming to be?
Could it be a girl not yet twenty-three?
The school mistress would look at me and sigh:
“That’ll be enough questions today.

Comments

Inkblot's picture

Awesome!

*applauds wildly* Do you mind if I put that one to music?

devildog's picture

LOL, sure:D ~*~*~*~*~*~

LOL, sure:D

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Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.
Oscar Wilde

Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live.
Oscar Wilde

the mouse that roared's picture

beautiful,

like soft piano music playing a bittersweet Broadway tune.

About the coffee house, it is your choice. I would say go for it, if you feel comfortable enough, and if it is what you really want to read. Don't censor yourself.

Are you hanging on to something useless just because you think it's beautiful?
--William Zinsser

devildog's picture

Thanks:) ~*~*~*~*~*~ Al

Thanks:)

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Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.
Oscar Wilde

Selfishness is not living as one wishes to live, it is asking others to live as one wishes to live.
Oscar Wilde