By Opal  lawrence

 

I can feel the walls crushing from every side

I can’t  breathe,  I can’t  move.

Only my eyes raining  with pain from the inside

I am shot through the  heart, wounded, the joy is gone, the gleam in my eyes now glistening  with what I thought life would have been, forever and a day.

Prince charming has disappeared and the brother ogre stood in his stead.

I wanted to send him back to yesteryear no gimmicks, no trickeries, just honesty and truth.

Perhaps one day I’ll fly again.

One day the eyes will gleam again

The heart will be filled with joy and your legs will be strong  as you  strut with  confidence.

Your  wounded wings will heal, and you will fly again.