The Princess of Dreamland

Prompt: You wake up one day to find you have no power. Why? What happens next?

The Princess of Dreamland

when I was

small

fragile

invincible

a blue tiara rested

upon my messy hair

I chattered

wistfully to anyone

who would listen

to my plan of

being the

Princess of Dreamland

and oh! to be a

Princess, lovely and

fair—I imagined

no barrier could

ever stop me

well, times have changed,

the world isn’t

black and white or

purple and pink

no, one day I woke up

and realized it’s black and

blue with frightening

shades of gray

sparkles in between

maybe it’s just my

world that’s turned

out so

having been beaten

down heavily

to avoid an uprising

there are no Princesses

in the real world

or not the kind I dreamed

about  being, at least

how could the story

end much more sadly,

when I’ve turned into one of them?

them ,the people  I most

cannot understand—the

ones who wake up

every

single

day

and can’t remember their dreams

they live in a world

of dark and light

that’s mostly

hidden in shadows

I’ve succumbed once

and if I fall deeper into the

inability to create a rebellion

within myself

I have no future

            no dreamland

            no power

to wear a blue tiara ever again

the barriers we can’t

see ruin everything

I know where the

future lies: in those

who see the beauty of a dream

but I’m not quite

there yet