Rapunzel had a secret dream
her mother didn't know
She dreamt of palaces of gold
Surrounded by mountains of snow.
She dreamt of kings and queens alike
and a crown fit for her head
and being stolen late one night
taken from her palace bed
she dreamt of evil witches
locking her up and away
from freedom and humanity
shut up till her last day.
She dreamt of this second life
she wanted so desperately
So in the seconds she was alone
she planned for it carefully.
Late one night, she crept out
the window in her tower
and then she ran and danced
and laughed, into the early hours
Repunzel smiled as she saw
the castle from her dream
But as she stepped up to the door
She heard a recognisable scream.
“No!” her mother shouted
as she ran up the castle stairs
“Repunzel, don’t go in there,
you are my daughter, not theirs!”
“Don't lie to me, I know the truth!”
Repunzel shouted back
“I know you took me as a child
And now I'm going back!”
“Repunzel.” The witch said softly,
slowly stroking her golden hair
“Did you never wonder why
You couldn’t cut it at home, up there?”
“Because you took my freedom?”
The young girl replied harshly.
“Because my life is not my own
but yours, to live neglectfully?”
The woman flinched, and pulled back
hurt visible in her eyes.
“I promise you.” she whispered
“Nothing I say now is lies.”
“I locked you up for your own good
the day your dreams became your reality.
I locked you up and kept you safe
for the sake of your own humanity.
All these years you though me blind
to your dreams of castles gold
but I am your mother, you poor child...
I didn't need to be told.
You are ill, my long haired girl
You forgot your life and...you
I locked you up to give you time
to find yourself again, but you never knew”
Rapunzel stared so silently
as the woman span her tale
then she turned and fled the scene
leaving her mother with a snow trod trail.
The Witch watched her go,
not moving from the spot
for Rapunzel was right about one thing
Freedom was hers, the witches, it was not
but days then months then years went by
with no sign of the long haired one
Rapunzel had gone, it seemed from the world
leaving just a tale, a story to be spun.