She knew she had to shed her skin
Had to be born a new
And in this vulnerable state
There’s not much she could do
To ward off the monster in the lake
There she waited
Contemplating her grave mistake
Waiting
For a new shell to form
Her fairy uniform
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Hungry
The vultures hoped for a death
As the snow filled the road
And I
Standing by
Watching it unfold
Dare I contribute to their happiness?
Dare I provide them with their next meal?
The vultures remained hungry
We could not close the deal
Barge
The lonely forest
Felt lonely no more
With monster barging at its door
And I, a creature liking solitude
Had to change my ways
And hide my loot
For no witcher was left to save me now
True Power
I find pieces
Among the ashes that were left
Too small to truly tell
But I knew it’s where I sat
Gathering stories
Making believe
That I could escape
That I would leave
I find pieces familiar, yet strange
For I have wandered far
And with time
I grew to love change
I learned that without those pieces
I’m still whole
Shedding them off had failed
To make me feel small
The earth gives me power
And I, like you, little flower
Have learned to push the concrete aside
Have learned that I no longer need to hide
And I came to know my true power
A Tree’s Memory
She remembered a sky glowing red
Noises in her head
Figures that screamed
Others that whispered
And some that bled
She remembered joyful wonder
Cries of surrender
Stars that wept
Nights when she slept
On a warm earth
Nothing else beneath
No sheets no shields
She remembered before she was this magnificent tree
She was a woman
Wondering what she’ll be
When this earth turns to dust