A Sip Of Reality

 

Sipping the prince’s sweet tea

When it touches your lips

Turns into gasoline

Pumped down the throat

Fueling the pain in your heart.

You never played cards

Still you lost

To a royal flush.

Now being a dragon

Is your fairy tale

Even though you don’t believe

In the contents

Of the tower you protect.

With no frog in sight

To change you back

Seeking the poison apple

Is the only solution

Cause you know just one bite

Can kill the bitter taste

In your mouth

And return you to the afterlife. 

Reviews

I fully loved this..... connected~

[Liza]

so many elements to taste and decide if we shall swallow or wallow through life and the death of senses.

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Grimm out look!!! LOL

Like the way you weave into this piece all those fairytale cliches. Although I like to keep my head in the clouds..while keeping one toe in reality.