Until it Was

Until it Was

By Introverted Yapper / Hazel F. 

I tuck the blanket up higher
Hoping it'll keep away the monsters
But it never did
I always had to face them head-on
Whispers linger
In the darkest corners of my mind
Where the sunlight doesn't quite reach—
And the flowers wither

I now counter them
Not with melodies
of untouched glass goblets—
But with the melody
of shattered glass
The human touch
Does wonders
Even at its worst

Countless nights—
My tears fell
I didn't realize
They would give the light
The opportunity—
To make rainbows

I was locked in a room
Completely alone
Screaming silence
Until it buzzed
But everyone ignored
The hive forming
Until the bees started to sting
They forgot—
Bees could make honey, too

Caged nights alone in a room
Crying silently to the moon
Letting the tears glitter in the sky
The sun's too bright for us shy souls
The moon gives us gentleness
It saves us from the cold
We become creatures of the night
Of a life never lived
Of a love never lost
Because it was never found
Until it was

Imprisoned by my own mind
And freed by it

Chains and lashings
Marks and tears
Storms ravaged the blooms
The moonglades in the pond distorted
The flowers drowned

My mind wasn't a haven
It wasn't a blooming garden
With enchanting aromas
And ethereal blossoms nursed by butterflies
Until it was
The bees made the honey
The tears made rainbows, then became stars
The shattered glass, a mosaic
The moon stayed through all of it
Because it was just the sun's lover—
Accompanying me through the night
While he did through the day