Poetry / Cotton Candy and Pink Sunsets

Cotton Candy and Pink Sunsets

                Running behind trying to catch his hand in hers
                    Now she tries to escape his pain
                        Welcomed into his world
                        She now seeks a way out
                 Outside she saw cotton candy and pink sunsets
                      Inside it’s fire and knives
                         All to save his soul
                       Naive has taken its toll
                   She shouldn’t have tried to play hero
                     His warmth to her love equals zero
                          Havoc wasn’t her plan
                      Good intentions with no life span
                        He pulls her down with him
                   Everyday her light gets a little more dim
                    Cotton Candy and Pink Sunsets may not be
                    Tricking the mind ,naive to what we see

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December 13, 2006

barbeecain

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barbeecain reviewed Version 1 - Read 100%% of the Item

I love this poem.
I love it because I have seen it play out in my life so many times. I have seen family members, friends and myself live this bit of prose. It always seems the most destructive relationships are presented with such gleaming trim. Oddly enough, even when the cotton candy starts rotting your soul, leaving this wasteland becomes the hardest thing to do. I do believe that when one does find the courage to do so, then they will be offered with the same scenario over abd over again, and it will be up to them to decide how many times they want to learn this lesson. Stepping back and recognizing patterns is such a valuable tool we have when we decide to use it .
The givers attract the takers, somewhere in the mix we learn to do both.