Aurora’s got phillip,
Snow white’s got charming,
Ariel’s got eric,
and beauty got the beast.
I read these stories and watch the movies,
But instead of feeling hopeful, I feel fear.
Fear of never having anyone.
Fear of spending my days alone.
Fear of living my life as the evil queen,
alone in my castle with no one but me.
Alone, with no happy ending waiting for me.
Not even a beast would ever love me.
I wish that medusa would turn me to stone.
Ursela might as well take my voice,
There’s no one to talk to or confess my love.
There’s one thing worse than being evil,
Being hopeless is far worse than anything imaginable.
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Those last two lines read awkwardly to me. I think it’s because I see the word “evil” so much. Because it’s the end of your poem and you don’t want to confuse people, is there any way you could reword it? Maybe combine it into one line?
I felt you when I read this. There’s a lot of emotion in it and I loved it!