I now understand, that fairy tales are just made-up stories,to hide the fact that we are truly lonely,in this devastated and crumpled world,that's twisted and tangled like a ball of yarn.I wish I could dive into a storybook,and be the princess who would run away with her prince,i wish all these nightmares would end,so that i can sleep peacefully again.The troubles we're going through,is like a never-ending test,i just want to escape, get-away, turn around and run away.Fairy tales are not true,i understand now,they are just your imagination, a stranger in your own damn world.
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Forsaking My End
PoetryWords that are splashed with colors, sadness, tranquility, unreality, and expectations. Don't you sometimes feel lonely? As if no one understands you. As if you're drowning but there's no one to save you? If yes, then grab this collection of poems...
