Of fairy tales, heartbreaks and tears...

A life full of roses and cotton candy...
A life full of romance and cartwheels in the stomach...
A life with a Prince and a Princess...

Nah! Life's nothing like it.

Life's a race to fight extinction, fear competition, battle from getting 'jaded'... I don't write well and I never will... 'Cause I can't express myself and what I feel... May be because I feel too much and too many things and those exceed my calibre of writing.

Dreams in my eyes, perfumed dreams of things I wish would happen... In all this I lose sight of my goals. I'm too caught up in emotions. Must try to let go of you, myself and my life. Detachment is difficult 'cause I have a constant need to feel needed, wanted, pampered...to belong... Pathetic!

Lost all self-esteem, ego, pride...
I'm but a shadow of my former self.
Life's come a full circle...
Heartbreaks, tears, callous behaviour, selfish words and even more selfish deeds...all come back to haunt me... And I think that life's not a fairy tale and there are no 'happily ever afters.'

A Prince and his Princess, a world full of light,
A thunder, a lightning, dream breaks,
Darkness.
A feeling of feeling jaded,
The need to belong.
The mind in a box while the heart resides in a song.
To dream was so blissful,
Reality bites.
It leaves its scars, gashes, bruises...
To let go is tough, but a thing I must do.
For we have no future, me and you.
Off on our separate paths, the mind urges to go...
But the heart is weak, weeps score by score.
Making meaning of this, is but in vain.
'Cause words have no meaning when written in pain.
My life's a tale that I, an idiot, told
Tell me if you like it, I will explain the pain treblefold.
Fairy tales and love stories are things of the past,
Lies, betrayal and one-night stands are all we're left of.
One word, one touch, a kiss and a dance,
Are illusory machinations of a deceitful heart.