Princess -- I Let Go

On Letting Go
Poems- Princess

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Princess by Sandy Romer

I remember when I was a little girl, my age was three a princess soft and sweet, that's what I want to be. A prince I'll find I wonder when? That was then. I grew up I still was sweet stars danced around my feet. The prince did come. He made me cry I wonder why? Like a sword his words cut deep my only salvation was half forgotten dreams and sleep. I gave him my heart, He wanted more like a vulture at my flesh he tore. Pieces were stripped one at a time My eyes were blind. I can't stand the pain I'm going insane. I step to the ledge by a fingertip I hang on the edge.

The wind starts to blow I'm already dead, why not let go. I'm tired of living the lie. Still I hang on, I wonder why? I think what happened to me? That little princess, her age was three I close my eyes. I hear a voice, in a beautiful tone, you do have a choice! Walk away You've given you best You're living in hell, let go of this test Some of the princes are really toads change your direction find a new road. You're still a princess, I hear from above Soft and sweet deserving of love. I let go. Last updated May 11, 1998 The images are of William-Adolphe Bouguereau's Cupidon and J. W. Waterhouse Windflowers. The poem, "Princess" is copyrighted 1996 by Siilin sisu and can be found in Messages from the Heart A Journey in Healing. All other material, unless otherwise specified, is copyrighted 1997 by Journey of Hearts A Healing Place in CyberSpace. We invite you to share the information on this site with others who may benefit, but ask that you share from the heart only and not for profit. To contact the Domain Designer email to email@kirstimd.com To return to home page