Forgotten Fairy Tales

Sometimes I wonder
What it is to be
Trapped in a fairy tale
Winging to fly free.
Some colors saturate;
Fade the heart,
Then, it's too late, to remember what was needed.
But fall together: Decided, conceded
Doing what they always do.
Watching the framed
Projections of fantasies -
Painted on walls of dreams,
That loosen, the closer you draw, closer you draw, to the seams.
If you only draw close enough,
enough to see that everything is the way,
It didn't seem to be.
-J.L.