When I was a little girl I sung to myself on the bus about a Prince Charming an a happily ever after. Now here I am look up at the moon still wondering where he is at so I hope you guys enjoy this poem.
Here I am staring at the moon wondering where he's at or if he will even come. Where did he go, did he go hide with love. In stories the princess goes through a hardship and almost died then she is saved by her prince charming with a single kiss. 7 times has that been my story with one part missing. Him. Why hasn't my prince charming come. I feel like I'm drowning yet there is no perfect guy on a white horse coming in and pulling me out of the water. I try and swim to the surface but the chains of anxiety, depression, and sadness are weighing me down and fear is my water that they drag me down in. My chains are heavy but the key to the lock is simple. The keys are love, appreciation, and happiness. I guess I have to face the facts. There is no prince charming coming to rescue me from myself and I will never be released by my chain.
