Lost In a Land of Fairytales

Lost in a land of fairytales,

I look down at the red strand attached to my thumb.

A game of Tug-O-War it is,

As we pull each other in for a kiss.

Lost in a land of fairytales,

You and I stand.

Beds of roses in glass,

I reach out for your hand.

Lost in a land of fairytales,

I gleam at the happily ever after.

Your hand is limp,

Your breath is suddenly softer.

Lost in a land of fairytales,

I wanted to be your knight.

I realize now, the poisoned apple had already won,

As our story becomes less bright.