How sad it is when you realize
what you’ve thought to be a fairy tale
turns out to be a tragic love story.

You’re walking in the middle of the road
and each twist and turn brings you
one heartbreak after another.

What’s sadder
is every time you reach a corner,
you say a little prayer,
hopeful that you’ll find a reason
to hang on,
something to fix a part of your broken soul,
your broken spirit.

How much can a broken heart endure,
you ask yourself.
When you know that the pieces
are already too small,
can you still stitch them together and fix it?

You look at the mirror
and see a dead star
staring back at you –
a reflection of the being
you used to be.
With just very little courage left,
can you just let go?