The Park Bench of No Return

Walking, walking, walking,
To a place of no return.
No beginning and no end,
A merciless Pit of Doom.

Rejected from the world she knew.
Hopelessly walking towards a dream she once desired.
Prince Charming gives her a grin of deception,
Awaiting her with open arms.

She runs towards him, rags become flowing gown of night.
The park bench.
Odd. Out of place.
She sits, gazing at Prince Charming's eyes,

Sand turns to flame, demons arise and screeches fill the sky.
Entering the gates of Hell. She is his.
The park bench returns, waiting for the next hopeless victim
Walking, walking, walking.