Atychiphobia

by Ice Star


The Orphan's Failure, the Monarch's Niece

dear Princess Celestia

i wish that You loved me like You loved her
or that You kept promises like You locked rooms
docked points off my grades
made me live
only for You
and the love You hide
by unlearning everything
about a world beyond these castle walls

when i see the filly so new and pink
who captures Your sight
in all the ways i never did
Your gleaming new niece
made in Your image
who You have forced upon my life
all i know is that
i am a candle held to the Sun
and i am melting