Sleeping Beauty

Once upon a time in a far away land.
There was once a story we don’t really understand.
You all know it well as the beauty who slept.
But now open your eyes to the true story of the beauty who wept.

A princess was born, everybody did rejoice.
A princess was born, singled out by a choice.
A choice to allow someone else to have a lock on her heart.
Or a choice to live free and save it from being torn apart.

The princess did grow and days rolled into years.
As their daughter grew in size, so did her parent’s fears.
They wished not pain neither heartache upon their kid.
So conducted a plan to keep her heart safely hid.

With her three godmothers they ushered her away into the night.
Planning to keep her there until the time for her heart was ripe.
In the woods they stayed for over ten years.
In the woods they stayed, easing her parent’s fears.

One day in the woods, our princess took a stroll.
Innocent enough the gesture, yet unaware of the danger it did hold.
She met a man; butter would melt in his mouth.
By the time she came home, she was in love no doubt.

For two years or more did they see each other.
For two years or more did they become lovers.
Her heart was locked, finally given away.
Her choice was made, her parents dreaded this day.


She returned home with this handsome man.
She told her parents she was in love, they had to understand.
After two weeks or more the wedding was made.
After three years or more together they stayed.

The princess was married, how everybody did rejoice.
The princess was in love, she had finally made her choice.


But much like season come and season go away.
The princess soon found out her husband was not to stay.
After three years of marriage or maybe even more.
The love of her life, keeper of her heart walked out the door.

Her heart did bleed, her heart did ache.
Her heart was broken, by her mistake.
She could not carry on and stepped down the throne.
She had to taste the bitter fruits of love that she had sown.

Her parents one day went to her room.
They wanted to cheer her up, it was not amount to soon.
They found their little girl upon her bed.
They found her sheets stained, as her wrist did nothing but bled.
Their grief was heart wrenching, her mother cried,
“Ouh why oh why is it my little girl died”
“We tried to keep her heart safe, yet it got torn apart”
“We  should have ended it from the start”

Her funeral was planned she was laid to rest
Before she entered the grave her body was blessed.
The colours on her cheeks still had not faded away.
She still looked the same as the day her heart was lead astray.
Her beauty was still overpowering, yet everyone knew how she had wept.
Her life was gone, yet she became known as the beauty that slept.
She entered the grave, with her heart still locked away.
She became known as ‘Sleeping beauty’ until this very day.

The princess was dead, nobody did rejoice.
The princess was dead, due to her previous choice.

Did I tell u that it was ‘once upon a time’ In a far away land’?
Did I tell u that it was a story we did not really understand.

Well let me restate myself and make it clear.
This is a fairy tale we all hold dear.
When we lose the one we love and find out all our dreams where a lie.
When we fall in love and our hearts gets broken we all tend to die.
We enter the grave and our hearts get locked away.
We all become the ‘Sleeping Beauty’ of this modern day.