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The damsel in distress routine got old
at first, it was so captivating
made you feel like a knight
you had dragons to slay
you saw the tears
you wanted to be the hero of her dreams
you wanted her to faint with delight
at your sight
to sigh
you wanted to whisk her away
make love to her
night and day
your just reward
for wiping her tears away

Oh, it was sweet
it was
to see how she needed you
wanted you
she wanted you to stay
dream castle knight on display

It got old, the damsel in distress routine
some of the demons were too strong
the nightmares too harrowing
the insecurity too stifling
the neediness too needy
it got old

The tears of past memories
didn’t dry quickly enough
the castle walls closed in
turning into a dungeon
hero accolades grew thin

In the dark of night
you lowered the drawbridge
and while she slept
you snuck away
the damsel in distress routine
got old, too old to keep you

While night turned to day
as you rode away
the truth would not dawn for you
the night all you knew
you couldn't understand
couldn't see
it wasn’t a routine
the damsel in distress
regressed
more distressed was she
in dawning light to see
the night had claimed her knight

This tale of woe I weave
of fairytale that bleeds 
is true, you see
for the damsel in distress, is me
I’m still....
the damsel in distress
with no one
no one
to rescue me

Eileen

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