Imaginary

So frail,
Yet so effective.
I cannot begin to comprehend where you learned it all.
So pale,
And effected,
It is hard for you to fall.
How do you approach each day young squire,
Without coming down to earth?
How do you reach your bed each night,
Without the sky giving birth?
How is it possible for you to sleep,
Knowing that no one is there?
How is it possible for you to live your life?
From a stance where you lie completely bare.
To the world that judged you,
And will continue for always.
I wanted you to know.
I’ve held it all back for as long as I could,
But it is time for the real you to show.

by oliviaisahorridpoet
posted on 11/19/2007