A Fairytale

The fairytale began as one should true loves own kiss prince charming conquered the tower broke the spell with his lips, woke the princess from her slumber from her nightmares and her dreams they fell in love as the story goes but there the fairytale frayed at the seams. He wasn't the prince charming the fairytale was a masquerade he'd tricked her into this deadly dance with one kiss she was betrayed. The dance ran her ragged but she couldn't stop to breathe fallen for the magic of his kiss such a crafted lie he did weave so that inside her something was screaming outside she couldn't tell the hand that he continued to offer kept her dancing down to hell. Smiles and another stolen kiss, keeping those masks in place until he'd run her all the way down one more poisonous kiss, then he revealed his face. He wasn't like she remembered upon his face a monsters eyes and upon her lips a metallic taste from his kisses of bloody lies inside her mind seemed to split in two but outside she felt nothing numbness overtook her senses inside there was someone new, something. She watched as the monster ran away couldn't forget the smile on his face inside someone begged to the surface she offered the unknown her place and she was her perfect image but in the mirror her edges frayed she took the place of the princess their own two person masquerade.