Friday, February 08, 2008

when i was young, i believed in fairy tales... innocence was my guide.
but now fairy tales don't fit into my grown-up world....
and my innocence got left behind.

so now anger and hurt are my guide.... and i don't want you inside.
i can make it on my own.... so just leave me alone.

and you wonder why i can't accept your love?
well, i know what love is.
it's broken promises..... bruises.... and fear.....

so now anger and hurt are my guide.... and i don't want you inside.
i'm ten years old..... i can make it on my own.

but before i go to sleep tonight.....
before you turn off my light...
will you sit here beside my bed,
and read me one more fairy tale?

( a song i wrote about denise)

12 comments:

Christianne said...

chills up and down my arms, blue. wow. can you post the audio of you singing this? does such audio exist? i believe it would be beautiful.

thank you for sharing this, your beautiful heart for this beautiful girl. i love it.

and yes, you will definitely love that book "one small boat" that i wrote about a couple weeks ago!!

bluemountainmama said...

christianne... the audio doesn't exist. but i may try to record it for you. and i'm glad you reminded me about that book. i need to write it down so i remember.

and yes, denise left an indelible mark on me, as did all the children at salem. you never forget them.....

photowannabe said...

Heart tugging and very profound Blue....this is so haunting. I think you should record the song. I would love to hear it too.

:..Rebekah..: said...

This grips my heart. I read your other post about Denise and T-man. Thank you for caring and for sharing this. I see babies born who are addicted to drugs all the time. I wonder what there lives will be like and I say silent prayers for them, asking God to protect them and keep them safe. We can't forget these children.

bluemountainmama said...

rebekah... i have to think and hope that God has a little extra grace and mercy for these ones, who are born with less than nothing...... who are paying for the sins of their fathers/mothers.

kirsten said...

absolutely, beautiful blue in that desperately truthful & painful way ... longing for the fairy tale that will allow escape from cruel reality.

beautiful new profile pic, by the way!! :o)

Kalyan said...

lovely....we all crave for the fairytale irrespective of our age. We reminiscence about it before going to sleep & think perhaps we should again go back to our golden child-hood days, when we were all indifferent to the happenings, caring little about the external world!

Rose said...

I live in the blue mountains of Australia- thanks for your beautiful blog. x

Kerri said...

Wow.....beautiful...I can feel your emotion coming from this!

bluemountainmama said...

thanks for visiting, rose. someone else told me about the blue mountains of australia when i first started the blog.... i wasn't aware about them before that. some of the best years of my life were spent in the blue ridge mountains and i still consider them 'home', even though i live in a different part of the appalchian region now.

i hope you stick around.... :)

simon said...

nice poem.

Blue Mountains! I live in the Blue Mountains of Australia! Are your mountains really blue? ours are! :o)

bluemountainmama said...

hi simon! yes, the blue ridge mountains are indeed blue.... they have a blue haze that engulfs them. you are the second visitor i've had today from the blue mountains in australia....