Sunday

true blue

You should have seen the blue of the sky through my sunglasses. It was the bluest of the blue, a blue of the budding Viola, with a hint of green, teal around the edges. The grass looked greener and the world looked brighter than I'd ever known. And then, I realized I had taken off my glasses without even knowing it, and the world was actually that beautiful. Funny how those things work out...

Friday

Spider's Garden

I have been stuck in a spider web for the past seven months. I have been in a place where I thought was beautiful and perfect but it was just a Mirror of what I wished it was, and by wishing it was this beautiful perfect garden, I began to Think it was. But it wasn't. I was caught in the most sticky of spider webs, and I believed this was all there was. And one day, when the Mirror was shattered, the flesh and the bones of the spider were blazing red and white in front of me. I had been deceived, tricked, I had been made a bigger fool than I have ever thought I could be. And the sick thing is, is that while I was caught, I believed it. But the Mirror lifted the webs from my wings and I flew with the butterflies from the garden, I know what it was, and I am proud that I have gotten away from the spider before he sucked me dry.