Flawed Fantasy
The ballroom, quivers and trembles,
As reality seems to fade and decay.
Whimsy and fantasy and damning desire
Flourish in frenzy with hearts on fire.
Swivelling and swirling around the ballroom
In coats and crowns and boisterous costume.
Haughty makeup and hair as big as the tallest towers,
Lofty jewels and diamonds shaped like flowers.
Freckled in blurry blush and shiny sparkles,
Flying in frivolous fortunes and dreamy marvels.
Dragons and ivy, and purple pink skies,
Glitter and mirrorballs, and star touched surprises.
Under starry eyes and foggy nights,
Hiding scary lies in groggy lights.
Pretending, dissembling, whisking worries away,
Chittering, smothering, eyes in disarray.
Corsages and rain soaked gowns swish and splash,
With remorses and pain, crowns cling and crash.
Fairytales had become into painful reality,
Fell from grace, into stone crushing gravity.
Dreamed, dreamed, into heart stopping oblivion,
Screamed, screamed, standing there –
Stunned.
