Escapes & else

c'est une sorte de conte triste, écrit hier, ou peut-être avant, ou peut-être jamais…

Escapes & else

She was walking outside and night kept falling over her.
But wolves waking up in woods
And the indifferent voices of her parents
She couldn’t hear.
So she ran away through woods and dreams
And she found herself walking in such a strange lonely silent funny forest
Where she could run and cry and even fade away
Without meeting anyone else out of that world.
She travelled through moonlights and she could feel
That monsters were opening their stone eyelids.
And moonlight grew darker and darker ‘till there was no chance for dawn anymore.
Then she stopped running away
And sat on the grass.
And grassfairies
And moonfairies
And snowfairies
Were still beside her.
Snow readily made a jacket upon her skin.
And she cried
And cried
And cried for a week
And the forest disappeared
And now there was a sumptuous desert beneath her feet.
She cried for that too.
And she cried and cried again
Until with her tears and a little help from Moon she filled up the desert with the mellow tears.
Then came a boat for her,
And she wasn’t alone anymore.
And she sailed through darkness and dawn
And through all tears and desperate thoughts
Which kept calm and silent in the water.
Behind her, sad water made a million strange storms
Born and dead the same time.
But sailing was boring
And storms weren’t really boring, but not nice enough to make her happy.
Parents and friends and life and everything else were forgotten.
Even that stupid dawn she had forgiven.
Wind took her upon its golden wings
And decided to take her home
Though she was now as indifferent as her parents had been.
Oblivion carved perfect dreams across her eyelids,
And life could now go by as it was before.