Heather has a Bachelor's Degree in English from Moravian College and has been freelance writing for more than 12 years.
Discovered as I get older that adult life wasn't a picnic
Sounded a little cornball to say, but it's true
As a child, many given the delusion that happiness
Came to those who worked hard, behaved in school and were kind
Not entirely the case however the dice is rolled
Sometimes you land on the perfect number
Most times you get snake eyes and have to leave premises
With nothing except clothes on your back and dignity left behind
Gobsmacked to have been so trusting of false promises
The hero doesn't always win the battle
Justice only sometimes prevails at the end of the day
Responsibility came with harder choices to be had
Back to those impractical whimsical matters
Always thought that I would never be a romantic
Cynical down to the very center of this human apple core
Skeptical over grand gestures without hidden meaning
Questioning everyone's intentions for fear of getting burned
Allowed the night guard to have the day off
Ended up being swindled one Saturday night without looking
Maybe, part of the ruse had some truth to it
Not sure anymore; too much time passed to even care
Sacrificed logic and reasoning to have a bite of the poisoned fruit
Developed a prescription for the rose colored glasses
Many girly ladies loved to wear to see everything in pink
Ignore the cracks in the foundation and sinking feelings
Tried to maintain hope in that happily ever after jargon
Engrained since childhood with the Disney notion
Of the Prince and Princess marching off to ever after
Realized that it was different once the credits rolled around
Prince gets bored and fooled around with the Ladies in Waiting
Princess branching off on various goodwill tours around the world
Keeping busy to stay away from the sham of their stale marriage
Coin toss between marriage and divorce literally
Heads going one way and tails getting the lawyers involved
Splitting up marital assets and whatnot
Making a lifetime boil down to simple brass tacks and dollar signs
What a cynical way to end something that started with emotion
Returned back to the town of the jaded and perpetually faded
Tried not to make current existence a rhyming scheme
Proof in pudding when looking outside at the dismal skyline
Even Mother Nature took a break from perpetual optimism
Resentful of those who can get the happily ever after
Wrapped in a silly big red bow and a plastered on smile
Decided to take a sabbatical from the sentimental
What's the point when nothing was happening
Will pull those feelings out of cold storage when time fit
Enjoying the trivial pursuits in the meantime
Not caring about the things that allude me.
BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on March 25, 2021:
I've felt this pain of betrayal & it is excruciating to say the least.
How does a perfect romance die in the arms of another ?
I guess that one fleeting moment...is all it takes.
Should you end it with lawyers? That's up yo you, but make sound decisions because turning back is not easy.
Take it easy on yourself. The prince doesn't live happily ever after either.
heather92383 (author) from Mt. Laurel, NJ on March 25, 2021:
Yeah, you're right. I know there are happy endings out there. It just seems to have alluded me for the time being. Writing I've noticed is the best form of therapy. Once it's out in the world, move onto something else.
John Hansen from Queensland Australia on March 25, 2021:
A pessimistic poem, but you are right, there are not always happy endings.