Tower
Kingdom
Strong and long at peace
Birth
A princess, perfect and pure.
Invitation
Forgotten to their woe.
Fairy
Prideful and full of rage.
Curse
Deep and everlasting.
Briars
As sharp and long as daggers.
Castle
Silent and wound with ivy.
Court
Asleep for many ages of men.
Tower
A sword against the sky.
Princess
In a sleep as deep as death.
Princes
Bones among the briars.
“Goodbye”
Goodbye
I never thought that would be my favorite word.
But you bastard.
The relief of telling your sorry ass goodbye
was like a submarine crash surfacing,
clearing the water like a dolphin.
My heart can once again bounce with happiness,
instead of squeezing with pain or freezing in protection.
Goodbye.
You son of a bitch.