Broken Fairy Tale

Enclosed in a glass coffin
Betrayed by a
bewitched apple
poisoned needle
heart's wishes that
never come true.

Trapped by omnious walls,
Flowing hair her only escape,
waiting for a dark haired prince's kiss...

I will not sit by the fire and spin,
I will not lie in wait,
I will not let destiny catch up with me.

My fate is limited
only by the borders of
my imagination

To wait for destiny
is to embrace death,
"Sorry to hear that"
is a phrase that
won't be uttered about me.

I don't need a vision
of Prince Charming to
fil my mind, my hopes

I'm waiting to be rescued by myself
from an uncertain future
only my faith is certain