Tragic Happy Ending
I found tragedy in my happy ending.
Fairy tales failed to tell the truth about the harsh endings pending.
A beautiful pain like when the sun shines and it rains.
An ugly contradiction.
I use to believe in fiction.
And a dream is a depiction.
Now I'm praying, hoping, and wishing that my ending could be different.
But I'm a coffin in a grave and I've been let down.
Bury me in the dirt. And stain my soul. Along with all the lies I was sold. And along with the ones that I bought for truth.
Can never accept the negligence of evidence. I need proof.
Hoping to believe or believing in hope. Elements that give life to dreams.
But fully living dreams in the end is a joke.
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