The Princess Of Imagination - Poem by Uriah Hamilton
A woman’s portrait
Is falling off the wall.
There are friends
Who display cut-throat alienation,
For sensitive emotions,
And love is a tattered umbrella
That does not protect
From a cold shower of loneliness.
My demons rush me
Toward final disintegration.
And the princess of imagination
Has left me staggering
Beneath the weight of tears.
You can see people
Shatter like glass
And become dangerous shards
For others to step on.
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