I once believed in fairytales
That the prince would come and rescue me.
I once believed in make-believe,
That life could be anything I wanted it to be.
I once believed in one true love
That my husband would have eyes for only me
I once believed in hopeless romance,
That love could overcome any feat.
But the fairies’ wings have come undone,
And the prince has fallen from his steed,
And life is not at my beck and call,
But plots for me in conniving, malevolent schemes.
And true love,
Nothing but deceit and dishonesty
Roses, chocolates, romance,
A charade to subject my will submissively.
My eyes are finally opened,
And my heart has closed its door,
My will has defeated my compassion,
And I am not that girl anymore.
I once believed his lies
Sacrificed my happiness for his
Submitted myself to his pleasures
And my own heart I dismissed.
I lost the girl I was
My inner strength, my soul, my pride,
On the outside I was smiling
While my spirit withered inside.
Old pictures brought only tears
Of the girl I used to be
Old friends could barely recognize
The figure masquerading as me.
I hurt for who I had become
I longed for the girl I was before
But even as yearned for her
I knew I was no longer that girl anymore.
As I pick up the fragments
Of who I used to be
And piece together the puzzle
Of the past, the present and the future unseen
I can only look back and forgive
And relieve my shoulders of the remorse
Not for what he did,
But for what I did in setting the course.
I must let go of regret,
I must let go of shame
I must let go of the grief I hold
When I re-open the wounds again and again.
It won’t happen tomorrow,
For time is a fickle friend
Prolonging the hours of misery
And flying when you’re most content.
But one day, every hurt and heartache
Cut by folly’s sword
Will warily be laid to rest
And I will no longer be that girl anymore.