Tried to love you a thousand times
But I gave too much of myself away
Been scrambling like a maniac
To get all those precious pieces back
Slow-going though
(And some decayed)
They tell me out of rotten things…
Yeah I’ve heard that out of death?
A brand new Something’s born again
Better than what’s left
I wonder though – about those pieces
The ones I’ve tried to grasp
And breathe life into once again
Make meaning of my past
Is it worth it when I’m so alone
While my heart just hopes and hopes
Going on and on like It don’t see
The rope around my throat
I tried to love you a thousand times
And a thousand more than that
Was I doing Love all wrong?
Have I given This for That?
I have no answers as I move
Step-by-adjective-Step
There are no fairytales, methinks
Oh, what a crushing childhood lie
No prince
Nor knight
Nor one true love
But only this lonely
“I”
Literature
Happy Ending
I don’t want to eat
I don’t want to Need
I don’t want to want
To want to need to Feed
I hate that fairy tales told me
That Life should only be
This ever-after love-fest
Filled with just One Thing
They sure as hell left out a lot
There at The (gift-wrapped) End
Forgot to say Life’s challenges —
The evil witches, the Malices
The Queen of Hearts and Alices
Are merged far past The End
So the darkness and the struggles
Don’t just cease when evil dies
Death is just a pit-stop
Another Thing will rise
And They didn’t ever tell us
That the Princess is a zealot
And Charming oh-so-jealous
‘Cuz that would ruin that Happy End
I hate that fairy tales told me
That darkness is Out There
That Perfection is a pretty princess —
Because Real Life requires Wear!
Dirty, bloody, messy, muddy
Darkness lives Inside
But The Hero also lives within
Just open that Third Eye
Do the work, eradicate
The inner, self-effacing Hate
Face the Monster, don’t run away
Watch darkness be transformed
You don’t need no Fairy Godmother
To make yourself Reborn
As for me,
I may not want to eat
I may not want to Need
I may not want to wrestle
With What Will Truly Feed
But as I do I can feel
My heart, betrayed, is mending
I’d rather have an authentic life –
No, I don’t need a Happy Ending.
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