Fairytales
written by: Sheereen Fatima
There are shadows that haunt my day,
And as day turns into the cold night,
These shadows gain more power,
The demons in my head scream aloud,
Nightmares and terror are what I know of.
I want to have a dreamless slumber,
Yet my dreams are haunted as my mind.
Why is reality a distorted fairytale?
There are demons but no knight in shining armor,
No one to rescue from the dungeons or the high tower.
Who wrote those fancy tales?
Why feed lies that overshadow the truth?
Why give hope when hopeless is the new hope?
Why wait for a prince or knight when it’s your battle to fight?
There are only two ends either you perish or rise.
Sheereen is a full-time medical student and a part time writer. Writing is her solace away from her professional hustle bustle.
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