You always tried to dream…

And you tried, so therefore, noone should c.r.i.t.i.c.i.z.e you.

Or at least that's what mother told you.

But mother couldn't stop them from

LIVING

their lives and

~dreaming~

every *night;.

While they

F

L

E

W

away with fantastical BEASTS

and made r~i~p~p~l~e~s on lakes on far away mOOns…

you were grounded.

/forced/ to feel d_i_r_t beneath your toes rather that fields of |flowers|.

And dirt made you bitter and cruel and stern and

e-v-e-r-y-o-n-e

started to avoid you because your tongue…

your tongue left l/a/s/h/e/s across the knuckles of anyone who crossed your path.

But one day, at a p*a*r*t*y with the muggles next door,

somebody (-handed)- you a small little [square] and promised you

visions of redgreengold and _without_ -hesitation… it was on the tip of your tongue and you'd be ^damned^ if it didn't taste sweet.

But it wasn't.

Maybe the /lies/ they told made it {pure sugar} but there's only somuch you can take before it .r.o.t.s. you away.

You didn't see redgreengold, you saw

^F^I^R^E^

and

i:c:e

and

the end of the world.

You saw

*^galaxies,

s~piraling across the whites of your eyes,

and you tried to taste the stars but they burnt your tongue,

and nothing was FUN or fantastical

And as you {awoke} to a searing l`i`g`h`t that cut s|l|i|c|e|s out of your brain,

you vowed to leave the d'r'e'a'm'i'n'g to the d,r,e,a,m,e,r,s

because you're certain, now, it's more fun on the g_r_o_u_n_d anyway.


authors note;

asdfghjkl; i really enjoyed writing this!~ i haven't written a freeverse in a while and yupp, this just popped out. i hope you enjoyed! please review. c: