I've been trying to write a poem entitled "the melting queen" (a self-proclaimed title of mine). Why and where did it come from? I can't say. I've been working on this for a long time. Trying to fit every piece of me and my life into it, without it turning out too lengthy. It's not meant to be who I am per say, but rather, who I wish to be. Its basically a mixture of wishful reality. I hope you enjoy it, do tell me what you think. Thanks.

What a brave girl
You'd never know she had fears
Ever cried a tear

With that heart, she could break the mold
Her passion run unforgiving
Through her solid veins

And empty look of jealousy
Amongst their faces
Her smile less fortunate

But it must be lonely
So loved and adored
Admiring yet hatred flows under skin
So silk must feel as rough

It's so very malicious
For her to go unheard
With their glaces of cheap & rotten gleam
Is this why they call her the melting queen?

© Hayli Wells.