Memories from a lifetime ago
Seems beautiful innocent and happy.
All I seem to want to do
Is go back
And hide among the curtains of white sheet.
So familiar
So sheltered
An urge to flip through photo albums
Gentle touch on faces that are strange yet peaceful
But it is all gone now
Like waking up from a dream
Then given evidence of the once-reality
How am I not to confuse it with a dream
When all that fell apart
Was the moment that door slammed shut
Picture frames on the walls dropped to the ground
Just like how she dropped to the ground
Leaving two kids standing hand in hand
despite constant fights the sister has
One clueless on the surface burying it deep
And one helpless heartbroken ever since
With a baby girl weeping from their bedroom
The first betrayal happened
before the young learnt of all the evils that exists
He too died that moment
From then on they grieved
The child dont dare ask about the fairytale
When she saw her empty eyes staring into space
From time to time
A familiar-faced benefactor come along
The ghost brought little warmth and support
“I am turning out fine” she whispered with every step she takes
him - the only confirmation she gets
for her clueless questions about the princess-like life
once upon a time, I was a princess loved by both my parents, my dad especially. I felt like a princess, I lived like a princess, I was treated like a princess. However, the dream gone. Like a page teared from a book. No longer true no longer existing. But only in memories or people walked across from that to this life.