Fairy-Not-Tale

"Fairy-Not-Tale"

For her, I feel sorry.

For her, I worry.

The woman in me;

Who choose you,

Above all else.

You, who would never be there.

When the nightmares strike;

She'd scream for you,

But you won't be there.

When the night turns cold;

She'd reach for your warmth,

You won't be there.

So allow me,

A moment of disconnection.

Let me grief for her.

The woman in me;

Who would be crushed,

When this is all over.

In her eyes you are a fairy tale,

Her fairy tale.

A fairy tale as tainted as reality.

Yet she chooses you.

For her, I feel sorry.

And here's to hoping;

when it’s all over,

She stops dreaming and stay awake,

And remember who she is.

A Strong woman,

Who grows through thick and thin.