Fairy Tale under a Spell

Deep confusion

chaos intrusion

truth entraps

our illusion

like tree rooted

forest

ignorance in bliss

staying drunk

all the time

makes life a

sea of blur.

doesn’t get better

than this

until

you sober up

and cry it out.

problems

never go,

they keep

stewing in the pot

called home

wrecking.

alone with

you inside

your head,

be the fairy tale

said

under a spell

in which you ride

starlight

dread.

live in secret

no one will tell.

it’s a fiery wall you

walk through

inside your hiding shell.

it’s up to you

to tell ‘them’

what’s true

while you burn

hellish

grasses sitting

under a tree

drinking another

‘brew’ until

a smile

shines

through

all the

glitter and

phoniness

you thought

foreshadowed

a graven

image

etched

on

your

favorite

retro

nightstand.

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