There are times when Rapunzel,
Puts her hand to her throat
At the space, too much space
Too much space all around
And her husband comes behind her
With weary gentleness
And strokes her shoulders.
There are moments when Aurora,
Feels herself shut down.
Her eyes grow heavy, her head nods
Her body a safety mechanism
As the voice inside her shrieks
And shrieks and claws
Her children lead her to bed
And feed her soup until
She emerges a few weeks later.
There are days when Ariel feels the sea
Feels the sea creep up her legs
Over her waist, her chest, into her mouth
A tide of blackness
And nobody sees her drowning
Nobody, so she goes and saves herself
She waits out the blackness in the palace towers
And reminds herself that throwing herself out
Will do no good, even when it feels it might
Because the sea would catch her and take her away.
And Mulan has forgotten when her friend
Was not there, when she never knew the feeling
Of a tight mouth, tight throat, and clammy hands
What if they find out? Even after it's all over
So she goes inside and takes off her armour
Comes out in a dress, forces them to see
And all the while her friend holds her by the throat
Anxiety has her by the throat, but when they see
She knows it has no more power over her
They have found out. And the world moves on.
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(A/N: This one's dedicated to everyone who has ever struggled with mental illness. You're not alone).
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The Fairytale Wakes
PoetryOnce upon a time is now. A poetry collection celebrating and subverting fairytales.