Inspired by Gone with the Wind:
She lived in an illusion
A dream she created
And loved
And pursued
She had a passion
For the only thing
That wasn't real
She paid no heed
To her beautiful reality
To those who loved
And cherished her
But when she did
And her illusion
Faded and dimmed
And when she
Saw things as they were
There was nothing left
But ashes.
YOU ARE READING
Golden ashes
Poetry"Be careful what masks you wear lest you lose your true face forever" -Cassandra Clare, Queen of Air and Darkness On the path to self-recognition I have chosen to write. To write of darkness and light, hate and love, pride and prejudice, ruthlessnes...
