I fell into a world
Where glass slippers
And shiny chariots existed
I danced on floors of marble
And crystals shown in chandeliers.

I spent awhile living in this dream
But glass shatters
And chariots became fuel guzzling cars
My feet grew sore on marble floors
And the crystals grew dull with dust.

Tattered and torn
A curtain sways in the morning breeze
You are no longer here
A ghost brushes against my cool cheeks
Roses surround a revelation
Nothing more than another obstacle,

Even the brightest chandelier dims to a dark room.