Poems about Health

The frog turned to prince is a story of old, but there's more to the legend that not many know.
An exasperated sigh Escaped from her lips As she fidgeted Clammy fingertips.
Once upon a time, A prince was trapped Within the walls Of his own mind.   Once upon a time,
Gold-- Everything else has ceased to matter, To exist In his eyes. The damned metal has taken control
i cry and i get nostalgic scrolling through old facebook photos each click opens an old wound every comment
The brush stroke is smooth but not silent The colors clear and vibrant
The pain hides behind the eyes, Which cannot hold a lie. The tears start to tumble,
She carries out two lives; One for the public And one for herself Late at night
The tides of stress seem to rise with the moon, And choppy ocean waters crash against the wall.
Feathers weighed down by the grey colors Of melted snow in a New York gutter; Beak stained black with an unknown curse-