Poetic Antic {Page 2}

Heartbreak Fairytale

Love is such a painful word
Could it be from the Lord?
Now his neck is wrapped with cord
Will she grab a gun or sword?

Reality is biting me
This curse is driving me crazy
Somebody must save me
Help me get through this insanity

Life without trust
Questions without answers
Crumbly as a pie crust
Destruction awaits young lovers

Sacrifice is like a miracle
Young fools can’t handle
Pain could be so remarkable
Treacherous as the flame of a candle

Everything starts with one
With a smile or with a frown
Now all is back to none
She didn’t put on the gown

Love is all but perfect
Gone it is, away from the sun
Now is the time to reflect
In the end she took the gun