linda m crate

let me burst your bubble

you were all too giddy

to burst my bubble,

so let me burst yours;

 

there's no universe or world

in which you are the main

character or the earth the sun

revolves around—

 

you're about as charming

as a wolverine crossed with a

chimera devouring wounded warriors,

 

and i wish i would have recognized

you were a narcissist sooner;

 

but better latter than never—

 

you knew the rabbit hearted girl

i once was,

but meet me in the forest now

and you'll find i'm different

than you remember.

 

 

 

twenty years wasted

once i thought

if our friendship burst into

the eye of oblivion,

 

it would crush me;

 

and while it does hurt

i survived—

 

don't really think about

you often except when

i see photos of us from the

past,

 

i'll never know why our

sisterhood wasn't something

you thought worth

saving;

 

but since you forgot me

i will not stick around and wait

for you to remember—

 

i deserve friendships that last,

not those that were never

going to be worth it in the long haul;

 

and while twenty years is a long

time to lose, at least, i learned now

you weren't someone worth

knowing instead of years down the line.

 

 

 

let's burst this reality

i need to burst this realm's reality,

the weight is too crushing;

let me walk into the astral realm

find the world i see in my dreams—

 

because i know i wasn't meant to be

caught in the maw of this ruthless

monstrous place,

 

i was meant to do more than merely

pay bills and die;

 

our universe is so beautiful

with more abundance than we can count

yet we let the greediest people

take everything from us as we suffer—

 

doesn't seem like a smart plan,

and i want to do more than merely survive;

 

i want to live.