Prince Charming

How could you be so chaste leaving me by myself to waste Letting me rot away inside like some hidden away lie White lies black truths Closed mouth Ears Eyes To the injustice of a life taken away by the string leading to a master Puppeteer A disguiser whose costumes fool the innocent soul Only to steal them away before the heart can break completely Deteriorated inside Mind numb and cracking Fingers pulling at hair trying to feel Trying to hurt Any pain is better than nothing Any pain in better than breaking down The resounding hums of your words sink into my ears Follow through with your talk Hands strike out and secrets are made Hid behind a false charade And the shadows of people stare But no one dares to become real for even a moment to intervene Not their place to get between The master and his slave Sold by self to the highest bidder Promises of happily ever after shattered by the reality of love Contorted and twisted This can’t be real love But it’s the only love I’ve ever known So I accept my fate and submit to the side effects of a choice A path not well chosen Guilt lay squarely on my own shoulders Crumbling under the pressure of stares and words Marks I can hide but as I die slowly from the inside I wonder if Hiding is really worth the effort Energy put into a smile Acting as if my heart is still within me Rather than attached to my beloved As he walks away without looking back I fall to my knees and plead, hoping for even a sign of regret I know he isn’t a knight in shining armor But he is my savior from myself, my prince charming All decked out in hellfire Leaving bruises where his caress leads, leaving cuts upon his anger Unsure of where I stand any given moment I know this isn’t a life I always dreamed No tale Disney worthy but when it’s what you need to feel wanted the want wants and leaves you wanting more more touch more heat more fire more feeling even if it’s pain because the pain is only out of love whispers flitter past but I am deaf and he is disappearing slowly out of my vision disapating from my mind as surely as he came picking up the broken doll I was he left leaving behind the broken pieces even more tarnished