I don’t believe in fairy-tales
Though I once did with all my might
I don’t believe I’ll find someone
Though hope is always want to shock.
I cannot throw alone myself
And get back less in my return
As I devolve I come apart
And see the pieces start to burn.
Very nice!
Thank you Wendell A. Brown
I think you are very cynical for being so young. But it takes one to know one.
If you keep writing poetry like you do, you will need to fight them off in NO time! ; )
“It’s not that I don’t care for living… I just can’t keep living like this.” -Joanne Shaw Taylor
Feeling inspired, darling?
Maybe one of the pieces will be found by an especially gifted lover before it burns up?
And then I can have gone from believing to disbelieving to living a fairy tale…
Also, that is one of the sweetest/most insightful comments I have ever gotten. Thank you.