Poetry Blues

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time

There was a girl who found great joy,

In watching multicolored butterflies

And got excited seeing new toys.

Once upon a time

This girl's heart would beat outside her chest,

As she enjoyed a long bicycle ride

After a fun-filled day without rest.

Once upon a time

Her eyes could confess her happiness,

Just as the morning sun they would shine

But as the years went by, her joy became less.

She now masks her pain

As she feels alone, tired, broken, and afraid

These became her constant emotions

And to fix what once was new there was no potion.

Slowly her life began to fade away,

And gradually she found less reasons to stay.