Life Is Not a Fairy Tale-Book 2

~Life Is Not a Fairy Tale~ I am finally beginning to realize I have lived forever mesmerized By keeping myself well disguised And leaving my mind paralyzed I had built my walls to hide behind From you and me and all mankind Somewhere deep inside my mind Someplace no one else could find I made the world a refrigerator A constantly complaining procrastinator I was also a hair-triggered detonator Who became a social assassinator Now I'm trying harder not to pout So little by little I’m breaking out Breaking out of my mental shell Breaking out of my mental hell I’m beginning to learn how to exhale And put some wind into my sail The time has come to tip the scale For life is not a fairy tale ************************************************** This poem says a lot to me today although I wrote it nearly 13 years ago. When my friend committed suicide on Nov 19, 1993, I began writing poetry shortly afterward. Bill suffered from depression and at times would not stay in control of that. He went to the bar and got very drunk that night when Bill took his life, so that subject was always a question in my mind. Would he be dead today if he hadn't gotten intoxicated that night? This question had me looking a lot at my own life and this poem reflects that. It is from the pages of my second book Book 2 ©1996 "The Journey Ahead or Behind" God Bless and Best Wishes to You All...Peace Peace~ James