Fairytales

a poem by Patty Lomax, USA


Growing up we read about fairytales.
Fairytales give us the idea of perfect love and hope.
We wait for the prince to sweep us off our feet,
To rescue us from all the worlds evil.
Fairytales do not exist, nor does a price.
Love is not perfect, love is pain, and love is hurt.
I thought you were a price, perfect in every way.
Our fairytales tell us how a prince shall act.
Princes do not exist, Princes only exist in our dreams.

I loved you for all your perfections, and imperfections.
I loved you when you lied to me,
I loved you when cheated on me,
I loved you when you broke every promise to me,
I loved you when you made me cry,
I loved you when you never came home at night,
I loved you as an alcoholic,
I loved you as an addict,
I loved you when your friends disrespected me,
I loved you when I fought for my life alone.
You never came to my rescue, you did not act like a prince.

In my eyes you were my prince, only to be an allusion.
I was blind to it all, I just wanted my prince back.
I now know true love does not exist.
My prince you taught me love is not unconditional.
Love is hurt, love is pain, and love is tears.

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