Cinderella
Guess who is the new Cinderella
You got it it's me
My sisters treat me like garbage they make me stay home from school to do their laundry and clean the house.
Not only that they make me starve and say they don't give a rats ass about me eating
Sounds like a story right well its the truth Cinderella is me and I am Cinderella
If I don't do what I'm told I'll get in trouble with my parents and they don't care about what I have to say they just listen to my ugly sisters
The sad thing is I'm not adopted and my parents aren't divorced they are my full sisters and my real parents
But they still treat me....their own flesh and blood like trash
Cinderella had it worse then we thought
The true story behind Cinderella is that she was beaten and she herself thought that cutting is the only way to relieve the pain she was beaten to the brink of insanity that's why she was singing all the time and why she saw the fairy god mother and the mice
In reality she is sitting in a padded room living in her own unrealistic dream...
Even fairy tale's have a sad truth hidden just behind a door but people never try to look since their satisfied with what they're given. But there are quiet a few that decide to look past the wall but when they do their spirit is forever crushed.
They have no meaning of life love or happiness
Only death, hate and despair
The door is the door to hell and once you see hell you can't unsee it
Cinderella is in hell.
I'm Cinderella.
I'm in hell.
The devil is my life slowly pushing me towards the edge of the cliff waiting for me to lose my balance and push me off
once at the edge it pushes me every once in a while to watch me struggle and laugh at the sorrow.
It keeps me up for a while stretching out my pain till I decide enough is enough.
When the devil pushes I fall like Cinderella did into the black depths of darkness as I fall I see the devil leaning over the edge frowning as I fall I hear
"It's sad you think that's the way away from me.....your wrong."
Realization struck at the same time I hit the ground.
Cinderella couldn't escape.
I'm Cinderella.
I can't escape.
I can't escape from my life.
I can't escape from my demons.
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poems
Poetrydepressing poems the first few are not written by me but most of them are Caution: not recommended for anyone with depression or someone with suicidal thoughts may be triggering