And just for thought...
It is hard to see the break of day in the dead of night,
when the world looks bleak, the possibilities are slim to none.
I walked a path, my path along among the whispering hopeless,
content with my silent companions cradling me with doubt.
I had no misconceptions, misunderstandings, false hope
that beyond that horizon a brighter day would be waiting for me.
Little girl fancies had long since left me, delusions of sparkling pumpkins no more,
and men that were once mice, the idea of my very own fairy godmother.
I had become comfortable covered in ashes in my own little corner.
The world was full of plot twists that always broke my heart, tried my spirit
but then a little piece of light fell upon my tear stained cheek, just a speck.
He was just a vision, some sort of glitch in my system.
Out that door he would walk, I knew it, once he saw the soot didn't wash off,
that behind my snowy white complexion and deer like eyes my pieces were torn.
He fought the dragons, the ones I had sent to defend my solitude.
He never flinched when I threw poison.
He proved all of my insecurities wrong one by one every time.
He was the break of day I never thought would come,
the prince in the pumpkin that I never thought was there.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.