Never Be Free

She cries her eyes out
wanting, waiting everso patiently
for a prince to rescue her,
from this isolated,insanity.

but her pain is unknown.
never seen -she is
never heard- she is.
her cries are muffled,
by the facade of lies
her alter ego has weaved.

she sits alone weeping,
dreaming
of this prince she needs
Tall, pale, and
with many a scar on his face..
he will slay her demons.
the demons which are haunting her,
gnawing at her,
Killing her.

in her dreams she lives,
roams free of these chains of deciet.
she wanders the mountains of love,
happiness, lust, joy and friendship.
then she wakes-

still in this pitch balck room.
her self has dimmed the lights.,
her face cant be seen, too many scars,
not beautiful at all..

so her pain is unknown, her cries are ignored.
and she waits..
for this prince that will never come.
she wakes, from a nightmare..
in the wretched room..

she will never be free.

the other self has taken control
has taken revenge, for the pain she was inflicted upon.
so she lives, within this girl's dreams.

and This pain is known..
but only to the girl-
her prince that will never come-
because he lives within.

and she will never be free.