Atychiphobia

by Ice Star

Spoiled Rotten, Pampered Pupil

just like blueblood
i was given everything
and it was
almost
enough

not once was i spared
Your indulgences
of all things i could get my hooves on
nor was i free from
the restrictions and curfews
You imposed
for nothing You spoiled me with
was ever free

every birthday
reward
holiday
outing
and occasion
was repaid
by making myself
more of a slave to the studies
only You had any say in
that university students
were freer than i
when i was in middle school

every one of Your faithful students
cast the second-largest shadow
on the school we left behind
the very cradle You pulled us from
even if
i wanted to select anypony as my friend
to keep a hooful of companions at my side
You knew as well as i
there would have been
no
time

i was spoiled
beyond all imagination
with everything
except
that which is real
and i could leave at any time
if
i wanted to fall down
into failure
and become
the smallest tragedy of tall tale
like the wax-winged colt in the legend
You never stopped telling me
and grandmother
had not signed my life
into Your hooves
when she moved
where all old ponies go
where i never got to see
before they plant themselves
in stone gardens

i could have been more than
Your faithful student
and
the pampered pupil
except
You were spoiled rotten
with the treat of my life
leaving me
with the cavity