"Fairy Tales" NaPoWriMo #24-Big Tent Prompt-Escape

Cinderella stories perpetually

don’t have happy endings

Locked inside your wooden box,

walls were sturdy, but too constraining

My gown and glass slippers never fit quite right,

something stifling about them, a bit askew as

seams began to split, glass started to breach

Your lies were clever, concealing them for last

I was gulled or merely naive

I found a small opening to peer out through

Prince Charming serves wonders in fairytale scripts

My thoughts were lace-filled gaps I tried to stitch together,

ruffles were roller coaster rides sending me to the bray

I found a loose board one day while you weren’t watching

and drew a map with beautiful configurations,

landscapes only prevailing in my mind,

a view you tried to barricade

Finally I walked away, not a simple chore,

my hands stuffed deep inside my pockets

Now I take my words, throw

them where I may, where I go

Occasionally we pay for our freedom