Once upon a time, My life was a fairy tale, Floating on the clouds, Carefree and wonderful, Always full of happiness and laughter. Things have changed since then, Cold and dark nights, Reminds me of a nightmare, No longer carefree, Only angry and stressed, Frustrated and moody, Like a balloon ready to burst. Watch what you do, It might bring a tear to my eye. No longer am I joined by rainbows and sunshine, But harsh storms, Tsunamis that wipe out cities, Tornados that tear up anything in it's path, Hurricanes that are destructive, violent. I'm the eye of the hurricane, Calm, unsuspecting, gentle. At any moment, Boom! I could turn back to that hurricane. I don't belong where I am, I am a storm, Surrounded by sunshine and rainbows that used to be me. I try to find where I belong, But so far, am unsuccessful. I'll keep trying, Trying to make life that fairy tale of once before.Birth sign: Scorpio
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Shannon K.