The Princess of Imagination

A woman’s portrait
Is falling off the wall.

There are friends
Who display cut-throat alienation,
Razor-sharp disregard
For sensitive emotions,
And love is a tattered umbrella
That does not protect
From a cold shower of loneliness.

Nightmare exorcisms
Have begun,
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.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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