Fairytales fly free
but they never happen to me
yet I know one day my life will be
A fairytale, flying free
"Happily ever after"
but behind the laughter
our world is shattered
leaving my ballgown torn and tattered.
I just wanted a fairytale
I just wanted the perfect veil
to cover my problems, my private hell
so that friends and family could not tell.
my wings are torn
my body's worn
and these aged scars i've borne
to remind myself of hate and scorn.
Then I look around my mind
to see what loyal friends I find
and I realize that these binds
are simply manifest of the mind.
But this I promise you: my life will be
a fairytale, flying free
not in one year, two or three
but someday...when I let my fairytale be.
The glowing starfish of the sky
Lit up the night for me
As shadow strangers slipping by
- A them or he or she? -
Passed stealthily through garden gate
And lit upon the door
And I, in fear, sat down to wait
For life was nevermore.
The grass was green, the lake was bright
And all seemed good and fair
But something out there was not right
Normalcy had a tear
The It was waiting on the path
That winds down to the creek
Its warm stale scent smelled so like wrath
The air began to wreak
It made a sound and upped its hood
And I was horrified
For surely underneath there should
Gleam a pair of eyes
But no head was shrouded by
That midnight piece of cloth
For the hood was empty nigh
The cloak all dark and goth
The reaper now came near the place
Where I was hiding still
It must have heard my poor heart race
The beats were loud and shrill
Its missing eyes did look at me
'Twas then I think I died
For the nothingness could somehow see
My will for it to bide
It grabbed my hand and pulled me up
And kissed my life away
Its not-there lips my own did sup
It breathed through me that day
Thus for me the reaper came
The stars shone bright that night
It took from me my soul, my name,
My body and my might
I sit here in the soulful sea;
The sky with starfish knives
And wonder if someday I'll be
The reaper cutting lives.
