One side of this white lined page

contains,

each dream,

every hope,

and all of my fears.

Surrounded by the happiest tears,

and how crazy they all seem

now that everything I had wanted has come to be.

On the other side,

still with the white lines,

are ink blots and rage

of my demons forcefully shoved back into their cage.

No more adventures

no more dream.

I’m all that is left.

Back to just me.

That other page now

it only brings pain.

It’s funny how quickly things can change.

©C. O’Connor, 2018