The Darker Side of Life - Kaitlin Chenoa Humphries (little red riding hood read aloud .TXT) 📗

/> and finally let the past consume.

The stupid fool she let herself die
she could hide from her family
from her friends
but to those who truelly cared
who looked deep within her
they could see her suffering, her pain.

The things she didn't want exposed
the things she wallowed in every day.
And those who were willing to try to help
who stuck by her with every depressive bout.
Would end with knowing she was finally okay.
But no one has yet to be so lucky
the girl still haunted by many things.

Easily stressed the fool curls up to cry
and the few that could help say they'd give up or hide.
She needed someone open
who didn't hide everything
who always kept who they were apparant
didn't keep her out with walls.

She needed a true rock
someone to count on every day
or her depression
the haunting sensation
would never go away.


The Fallen Knight

Darkness loomed over the fallen knight in white
his battle for his princess had lost.
His bright white armor now tattered to end dented
what he had come for was gone.

Traveling a world of darkness
now will to fight the beasts
he let the kingdom fall to ruins
as he hid away in his keep.

As years go on the young knight turned old
by magic that was not his own
he stared up at the darkened sky
tears falling from his eyes.

His heart pained for the princess
the one who he had thought his true.
Who had been lost to the darkness
that now seemed to consume him.

Then suddenly a light from above
he sees what seems an angel.
Blinking twice he takes another glance
a peasant girl, dancing and singing.

Her grace was one without care
her face was one of heaven
Golden hair touched by Midas himself.

Staring with eyes who could not believe
he watched her dance
watched her play and enjoy.
And through these actions he can't help but smile.

This peasant was no mere peasant
a goddess to be sure
powerful and beautiful she ran to the fallen knight.
Pulled him to his feet and he felt himself grow young again.

Dancing, screaming and laughing in joy
he felt the darkness in his heart lift
his Princess had not left him as he thought
he had need to find her once more
in a girl he would not have saught.

Taking up his rusted sword
he held it to the sky
the rust fell away in flakes
and his armor suddenly shined.

The fallen knight
was fallen no more
no darkness encompassed him.
He was a man of strength and honor
and a man now driven by love.


As He Sleeps

His breath tickles my neck as he sleeps
and I lay staring at a wall.
I feel him shift and my heart flutter
as his arms wrap around my waist.

I feel that warmth well up inside me
but then it dies as I think about what he said.
He only had so long to live...
at the least 5 years at the most, we did not know.

Things had just started
my dream had begun to build
and fate,
as it always does,
snatches that very precious thing from me.

I feel that fear grip me as I think of it
and twist to look at his sleeping face.
But the moment I see him I smile
and it feels no matter what
I can get through.

The fear is great
I feel it constantly around me
like a great white circling waiting to strike.
But it's kept at bay by his presence
his words and his smile.

He knows he only has so long
but he lives so much for himself and others.
He is a man of men
one of heart no other has seen
and one of steel.

As I stare upon him sleeping
I am encompassed with a feeling so pure
I see the dark black wings of a fallen angel
of a being so pure, yet so pained...
And I know
I can never let him go.


Le Sigh

I feel my heart skip a beat
when I hear your voice in my ears
I feel myself smiling
when you are near.

There is never a need for you to speak
never an uncomfortable silence
each others presence is all we need
to feel the passion between us.

Is this it?
Have I finally found the man for me?
Is this how love feels?

But...
I also know there is a limit to this happiness
his death as doctors say is not too far off.
He has less years than anyone.

But here I am
I can not help but love him
and no matter his illness
his time to live
I feel I want to stay by him.

I am frightened that I can not handle it
but then he pops onto cam
as we are now states apart
I watch him play an online game
and I smile as there is no speech.

All I can think about is when he comes home
I can't wait for the day I can curl up in his arms.
and when the day comes
that he is taken away
and we have lasted with each other till then
I will thank the stars
for finally letting me have something good.


Fairy Tale

Deep in the forest
Where the wood Nymphs roam
Where a pixies mischief is unmatched,
there lay a dark tower
inside was trapped a girl
her tears unseen
her screams unheard
outside the towers was beautiful
inside the walls were cracked
the floors crumbling
and the curtains torn.
The girl was dirty
nothing was as it seemed
from the outside looking in.

Some would wander by
no door to enter
but a window to view.
Looking through they don't see ruins,
see the girl sobbing into her arms.
They see a princess flitting,
smiling and laughing
as though nothing in the world was wrong.
They would call out
she would turn, smile and wave
and they would leave
content with what they've seen.

Yet behind this charade
behind the magic that hid the truth
the girl wept and screamed
curled into a ball of pain.
She tried to cry out to those that passed
watching them smile at the facade presented
breaking more as she realized
that no one could see.

Then along came a prince
astounded at the beauty of the tower.
He looked through the window
saw the smiling princess
but something settled wrong within him.
Taking up his trusted sword
he struck the window,
the magic shattered
and inside he saw the dirty sobbing girl.

Stepping through the barricade into the truth
his motions were slow
non threatening and in the same comforting
as he wrapped his arms around her.
His words were gentle
kind and soothing
as he pulled her from that tower.
Now able to be seen
the prince helped her grow
he worked away her sadness
and soon the dirty girl
TRULY was a princess
smiling and laughing.

Imprint

Publication Date: 01-20-2010

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Dedication:
This is written to all my friends who have gone through one crisis or another. As well to all my family who they themselves have pulled through dark times and stood behind me every step of the way.