How Wind Grew A Backbone.

Sometimes, the very worst in you is brought on by the people you most love and most want to protect.
Is it because of how they remind you so much of the parts of Yesterday you want to forget?

” The fact that I make you feel like this isn’t my problem, it’s yours.”

What scares me is not that I know he is right, but  the fact that I am like this despite knowing it.
I don’t know how to let go of this anger; this resentment, but I do want to make things okay.

I’m sorry… I really am stuck in 2006.

The Wind met the Fire one fine summer day
 On the green under the blue
Said the bright intense Fire”Hey I have an idea,
Let’s you and I exchange shoes.”
The Fire grew stronger
The colourless Wind  learnt how to glow,
She ran back home to show off her new shoes
and how well they went with her clothes.
But They were scared of little Wind,
and the storm she would become;
with that smile on her face
and Fire’s bright red shoes on.
They asked sweet Wind to take the pretty shoes off
And knew everything would change
When Wind looked up and said..
“No.”

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4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. MidoriiJade
    Oct 19, 2012 @ 21:29:39

    *beams and burns brightly*

    You know how muccch I love these J.a.M poems! *circles*

    Reply

  2. MidoriiJade
    Oct 19, 2012 @ 21:30:34

    And, it’s true; Wind can feed the fire, and fire makes wind shine cooler!

    Reply

  3. MidoriiJade
    Oct 19, 2012 @ 21:31:22

    Oh, God, and it appears I, too, am stuck in 2006. 😐
    *looks up at 16 year old like posts* -_-

    Reply

  4. domtakis
    Nov 20, 2012 @ 22:35:14

    Perhaps those people are in your life precisely to bring those things out in the open or into awareness. How you proceed with it makes all the difference.

    Reply

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