Faerytales Poem by Lithe Roman

Prince Charming and glass slippers,
Things I used to think every little girl got
Once upon a time and happily ever after,
Words that used to be magical.
Memories of a childhood short lived
Now it’s just a dream of lies.
Where was my faerygodmother when,
Mama got mad and hit me and got violent?
Where was my knight in shining armor?
When I was made to cower in the corner
Afraid to go out and be near daddy when he drank?
I’ll tell you where
They lay in a book of lies filled with magic, and romance, and love.
Things I still search for, even though faerytales don’t happen in real life.

-christine marie crance
1.25.2010