Fairytale Mourning

broken hearts will eventually mend

Here I sit without you, yet painfully enclosed by your world.

Their laughter dances all around me, brushing against my skin

The light of their smiling faces casting a shadow behind me.

I want to leave, to run away, but I don't know how to begin.

 

I open my mouth to speak, and out flies emptiness and despair.

The words falling all around me, and silently crashing to the floor.

Their meaning abandoned with the shards of my dejected heart.

If only I could fly away from here, but there is only a locked door.

 

Out of the dark there is a face, one I recognize from another me.

His eyes see through the walls, his mouth speaking words I crave.

There is electric in the air as he draws closer to my locked tomb.

A scream escapes me as I am pulled from within this tidal wave.

 

I open my eyes to the sun, it’s obtrusive rays prying my eyes open.

The melodic sounds of a fairytale morning, echoing inside my head.

All signs that your world has finally been torn down and I am free.

And finally I stretch out my broken wings and I get out of my bed.