"I have a secret," the little boy said as he frolicked across the land,
"I'd tell you if I could trust you, but I don't know if I can."
I watch him as he springs away, and I feel oh, so alone,
This feeling it is familiar, even when I'm at home.
Sitting, I watch the sun go down and I am joined by the stars,
Their shining beauty, I want to reach, but they are all trapped in jars.
My friends I see, on a hill, laughing through the night,
Hope I feel, hope I see, shining oh, so bright.
I reach them and they greet me nice, smiles from here to there,
I sing with them, I dance with them, surrounded by my fear.
Still, alone I feel, and this secret, it
The Sleeping Princess of Dread by FreeFallingBalloon, literature
Literature
The Sleeping Princess of Dread
Good morning sleeping Princess of Dread,
I hope all your nightmares haven't eaten your head.
Let's get you dressed, put that gown on tight,
We do not wish to give your father a fright.
Here is your breakfast, eat it quick,
Today we go shopping for dresses you pick.
That's a good girl, now down the stairs with haste,
Quick, Milday! The tailor must measure your waist.
Your carrige awaits, the horses all white,
We are waiting for you, so we can take flight.
i want o u t.
out of this world,
and out of this l i f e.
i want to braid my hair with
twigs
and
leaves,
to have anklets with b e l l s and copper rings.
give me a f l o w i n g skirt
Autumn:
Emily's house was mad. You'd walk in and instantly a cat would be demanding attention. The mid-Autumn barbecue was no exception.
Xyxephrien the tortoiseshell greeted me on that day as I walked through the door holding a small bag of more things than I thought possible and a pillow. Em picked up Xyph and carried her through to her room where Aimee and Matt were already rubbing the bellies of Doctor and Pyro.
For the next couple of hours we stole Russian from Matt, ate Frozen Juice and remembered each other's secrets. When the other guests started arriving we made ourselves known by sitting outside the front door, introducing ourse
"I have a secret," the little boy said as he frolicked across the land,
"I'd tell you if I could trust you, but I don't know if I can."
I watch him as he springs away, and I feel oh, so alone,
This feeling it is familiar, even when I'm at home.
Sitting, I watch the sun go down and I am joined by the stars,
Their shining beauty, I want to reach, but they are all trapped in jars.
My friends I see, on a hill, laughing through the night,
Hope I feel, hope I see, shining oh, so bright.
I reach them and they greet me nice, smiles from here to there,
I sing with them, I dance with them, surrounded by my fear.
Still, alone I feel, and this secret, it
The Sleeping Princess of Dread by FreeFallingBalloon, literature
Literature
The Sleeping Princess of Dread
Good morning sleeping Princess of Dread,
I hope all your nightmares haven't eaten your head.
Let's get you dressed, put that gown on tight,
We do not wish to give your father a fright.
Here is your breakfast, eat it quick,
Today we go shopping for dresses you pick.
That's a good girl, now down the stairs with haste,
Quick, Milday! The tailor must measure your waist.
Your carrige awaits, the horses all white,
We are waiting for you, so we can take flight.
i want o u t.
out of this world,
and out of this l i f e.
i want to braid my hair with
twigs
and
leaves,
to have anklets with b e l l s and copper rings.
give me a f l o w i n g skirt