Prince Charming was schizoid

My lyfe is not online

There is a hata in my life
No way to avoid the hatas
Then to develop hata in the friends
Is too much to bear, a hata from the start

I feel betrayed that a hata
Sneaked into my life of solitude
To betray my faith of goodwill
My life does not revolve around you

To feel jealous of my time
My time is my own and have
My choice of who I want to be in it
You should feel it as a gift to be part

My life is not a fairy tale
Never said it was
A true story is written in fairy tale
But is it to end as a fairy tale

Prince charming is psychotic
And it is not happily ever after
His words are pearls shaped as arrowheads
The pain as they penetrate my flesh

The pain is to be unbearable
Am I to be a slave of this
To be on call to this hata
Must be online whenever he is

He becomes a hata when I’m offline
Not online doing my family duties
He speaks of love but it is only jealousy
The arrows he throws when I am busy

My own cousin is not excluded
Why must I forsake him to talk cousin talk
The poison is cast yet the poison is sweet
Writer’s creation is sweet with hemlock

Even though it is sweet
It is still poison
I shall miss the taste
But I must quit tasting the poison

To quit the poison is to forsake myself
My wants, my desires, the shortest to be
To end my life on the short duration of pleasure
For myself to forsake my long life, poison to finish