Growing up they said a prince will save you
You just had to be patient and good
But when the time came
The tune changed
“Save yourself” “No one else will”
“Who would want to save you anyway?”
and it hurts like the knives you didn’t play with
and the papercuts you didn’t ask for
“Save yourself”
then the question I found
was who was I saving myself from?
It always felt like a fight.
Get up, go to school, go go go
Save yourself.
and some people said to ask for help
but help never helped
I gave up on help
Telling myself a prince would come fight the dragons for me
but no prince ever came
The dragons roasted everything I had
Burned my castle to the ground
and as I sat in the bones of who I was
Wondering just what saving myself would do
I realized
The world is always burning
Dragons always roar
There may not be a prince coming
But you (and me) don’t need one
We don’t need to save ourselves
Because there is nothing to save us from
That feels better
And a bit like safety.
About the Creator
Kail Rose
I'm just a writer that likes to write a little about everything. I write poetry, short stories and one day, hopefully, a novel or two.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.