A story

I'll tell you a story, a story of a girl, she lived a life of freedom, her own happy world.

She danced with the faeries and laughed with the demons, she listened to the ghosts while they so mournfully sang.

She sheltered herself from real feeling, and pain, could not hide the sun with the rain.

She lived her life in fantasy and fairytales, laughed when hurt was all she felt

She asked for no love, asked for no heart, asked for no reason to have a new start.

In her world, it was only black and white, good or bad... you were either happy, or you were sad.

Soon enough, a man came that took her breath away, and in the black and white, came a shade of grey.

While her heart told her to leave with the stranger, it was in this fairytale world she only wished to linger.

How was she to know, that to her world, would come some dread, for soon she found his body, lifeless and dead

Her fairytales vanished, her demons disappeared... she was shoved into a world that she honestly feared.

She could not stem the flow of her tears, wishing only to touch the body so near.

As she lay down beside him, and ended her life, she wished silently that things were going to be alright.

So you see, in this story she was a foolish child, hiding from herself in a world beautiful and wild

Was her life as happy as some would think it to be? No... She was just a girl, a girl too blind to see...