falling down a rabbit hole. pricked by a needle and reeling. reeling reeling down the staircase. sugar burns as i fall. burns to fast, leaves me high and dry with nothing but an acidic taste in my mouth.i fight. i fall. a million times. but i cant get out. im forever falling. because im fighting. maybe i should just let it take me with it. under. i cant sleep properly and it knows it. and it kicks me down. falling. not sleeping. not recovering. but aching. the prince cant make me with his kiss. he gets frustrated but keeps fighting. hoping this kiss will be it. im sorry for him that it wont wake me. that he cant take me. and make it all better. he feels the failure in his kisses. as i drift down the staircase. as i crawl up it. as i float and fall down it. he knows. coming home. i fall into his arms and. there is no happily ever after. i am half alive, half dead. whichever way you look at it. a spectual haunting the universe, looking for a way in. from this nightmare.
but im forever falling down the stairs. and by holding on to life im taking everything down with me. he tries to pull me up and out. but im stuck. who was the evil one who put poison in the needle that pricked me? was it stop me from living and finding my happily ever after. or am i somehow becoming a ghost, after years of red hot flame pain im now more a lady than ever. dainty and falling. pale and deathly. pick me up and spin me. my head reels itself.
the ironic difference to fairytales is that while i sleep time ticks by. life ticks by. and i keep getting older. im not frozen in time and in beauty. my life is passing me by. thats no fairytale. a twisted one perhaps?
dont fight it/but i must. every step of the way...