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disney without the happy ending

what if disney princesses had no magical story?

their “happy ending” was not so glory

what if jasmine never met aladdin and was stuck with jafar?

she probably would of spent her nights depressed in a bar

what would be the story if the step mother trapped snow white?

she never would have met seven dwarfs that taught her how to fight

what if the beast never fell in love with beauty?

her life would be of violence and pure cruelty

what if cinderella never met her fairy godmother?

she would still be living a life of domestic suffer

what if repunzel was still in a tower captured?

the lack of sunlight would cause her bones to fracture

what if ariel never made it to land?

forever a life in ursulas demand

there are millions of princesses in the world who are enslaved

disney princesses were just lucky enough to be saved

HeLp Me

in my own body i am a hostage forever

will i ever be free? “never”

i have lost all of my control

there is a girl inside of me playing my role

you cannot see. but she is currently holding a gun to my head

if i do something wrong “i will shoot you dead”

always awake. she never sleeps

she is my voice who speaks

i tried to fight her back

but she just attacked

she tells me to shut up and sit quietly

her name is “anxiety”

i thought she was only visiting me like a holiday in the city

but she moved into me. she is not very pretty

so until she makes a sudden disappearance

my job for now is only the appearance

she granted me a pen so this poem i could write

to convince you i am crazy and not alright

my best friend forever

hello my best friend depression

are you here to spread through me quicker than an infection?

i wonder what you have planned for us today

what game are we about to play?

going to trick me so i am in my bed chained?

convince me even though there is sun it has rained?

forget to water me? i am a flower

this is the tenth day you will not let me have a shower

will you get me so upset

and then hide my cigarettes?

will you ask me to paint my future on a blank canvas?

then ruin it with your splashes of blackness?

will you tell me to forget about all my hopes and dreams?

will you make my mood swings drift from bad to extreme?

i still do not know how you are still my friend

i guess it is because of all the time together we spend

you make me feel so low

but from a baby to now you watched me grow

and at the end of the day you are the only one i can rely on

mermaid

if i could

then i would

move away and live in the water

the ocean is my god and i am his daughter

for this life i would trade

grow a tail and become a mermaid

i will live out my fantasy

fish will become my new family

my new life will be a disney movie

no beasts just beauty

i will go and pick her

ariel my new sister

skin is fair

red long hair

we would never need to live in a castle

our only job would be to travel

the human world is a mess

move underwater and live without stress

save our mother

to the ends of this world we have explored

one day i hope my faith in humanity will be restored

all whilst saying this world was a gift from the lord

as a population we still all manage

to keep committing irreversible damage

now our planet is at a disadvantage

because when earth takes her last breath so will we

why can no one hear her screaming “stop trying to kill me”?

it will be too late to feel guilty

look at this mess

we were just only her guests

now she is a hostage trying to protest

earth has been kidnapped

forever trapped

and we all did that

she is screaming behind bars

“why do you need flying cars?”

“why do you need a spaceship to go see the stars?”

she already gave us everything we ever needed

and look how poorly we have treated

to kill her. we have greatly succeeded

our mother

our first lover

we will never have another

dear ptsd

dear post traumatic stress disorder

you really are my worst supporter

so good at making me feel ashamed

you tell me i should have been the one who got blamed

daily flashbacks of the trauma

daily flashbacks of the torture

and even though i have aged

you make sure the memories remain

thank you for changing my perspective of how i see the world with my eyes

thank you for always reminding me of how one day changed my whole life

you printed the stains on me forever

why do you not want me to just get better?

because of you no amount of therapy sessions will ever give me enough strength to scrub myself clean

to erase all of the traces, trauma and flashbacks of what happened to me as a teen

dear ptsd

why do you love me?

guardian angel

living is becoming too painful

i hate to say but i have let down my guardian angel

she just tried to give me the hope i needed

prayed i would never give in and be defeated

on my darkest days i hear her whisper

on my loneliest nights she is the best listener

constantly she is setting me free

showing me the good in the bad i was too oblivious to ever see

rescued me when i was trapped

whenever i did her proud she was the first one that clapped

she was and always will be my biggest fan

she wrote out my life plan

in my heart she will always be living

i hope when we meet she will be forgiving

russian roulette

playing russian roulette with ptsd anxiety and depression

which will i feel today is the question

will i get a blast from the past?

be reminded of all those times i got harassed?

is it time to flashback the torture?

is it time to flashback the trauma?

or will anxiety take the centre stage?

will she make me feel unwelcome and strange?

will i be treated to a breeze of knee shaking?

will she trap me so there is no escaping?

maybe depression will come out to play?

will she force me to stay in today?

is she going to keep me in my bed chained?

will she convince me even though it is sunny it had rained?

perhaps i am lucky and they will all keep me company at the same time

treated like a prisoner for an unknown crime

i feel so special to be loved this much

i pull the trigger to test my luck

2021: be kind

“in a world where you can be anything, be kind”

sometimes it is best to not speak your mind

no one can imagine what you went through

so sorry for the world and what it did to you

and the reporters are only getting greedier

they will do anything to broadcast only your dirt in the media

people forget that celebrities have emotions

all they see are your pretty pictures posted on the socials

everyone gets jealous of the life you are living

same age but you are by far winning

now they have been painted green

start commenting behind their phone screen

they are so oblivious to the risks

that mental health exists

because they do not know that you currently cannot sleep

their words hurt they cut so deep

you did not know the spotlight came with a price

not everyone will love and support you. it does not feel nice

the haters are getting their satisfactions

due to their cruel captions

it hurts to see that so many idols

are so severely suicidal

my reflection? i do not know her

she is no longer ever sober

went from a light smoker

to a heavy stoner

drugs now control her

drugs now are her owner

not me. to her i am a joker

it all started in october

when he said “we are over”

left without giving any closure

got straight in his motor

and to this life he drove her

right from the minute he broke her

moods are severely bipolar

sanity is now only getting lower

she is forever lacking composure

we will never again be closer

my reflection? i do not know her