my sorta, kinda, a poem,none the less

I wrote a poem today,well at least that's what I think it is.

A hopeless little fairytale

I feel like I can never fall out of this .

mess=infatuation

opening my eyes doesn't make the nightmare go away.

aching, but for what?

In a pool of hope,drowning in desire.

but in a world of cowards, it only takes one to be courageous.

Prince Charming never took this long in books.

who is messing with my pages?

and denying me my happy ending?



-dorkasaur,2009