Atychiphobia

by Ice Star

Hate Sown From Misplaced Affections

dear Princess Celestia

i have listened
i have learned
from my fight
to keep my voice
away from You
my thoughts simmering
and the poison
i feel in me
sizzling
away from Your knowing

i am the cold
You wanted me to be
hiding the fire
i only ever see
standing in front
of Your crystal mirror

when i look at
the staff
Your caged bird
the nephew who skirts Your shadow
and everypony else
in this castle
stumbling in Your shadow
i wonder
what trouble
might i stir
below Your wings?

Your faithful student
in name only

sunset shimmer