Once Upon A Time Poem by Alfred Ramos

This story has already been told
How love’s highway isn’t paved in gold
But a mystery is about to unfold
Like a rusty anchor with nothing to hold
I can’t remember every sin
If you were ever comfortable in your skin
But we lived on a diet of broken dreams
Had our fill of tainted schemes
If we could climb the highest mountain
And stop at every wishing fountain
Take a page from reality
Instead of living in a fantasy
If we listen to everyone’s critique
You’ll find out we are not unique
We can’t wish what we might be
Because that will never set us free
This world can be a crazy place
Spinning us at a dizzy pace
Turning us into lost souls of confusion
Sentimental truths are but an illusion
So this story has an ending
No more fables I’ll be bending
And if good things come to past
Then for sure it won’t be the last