Too Old for Fairy Tales

Realizing that golden sunrises give way to deep blue skies,

Reality looked at me

Staring me in the eyes

Daring me to dismiss it.

I could not.

Strong enough to be me,

wise enough to know what I want,

It was not that.

And that would never be enough.

Pounding my head uselessly against a wall

Impermeable, impervious

All I got was a headache,

A scar, incompatible.

The wall stands,

But I walk away.

Truth be told,

Whatever was on the other side

Was only in my imagination.

I thought I’d seen glimpses,

I made up a story.

A lovely story, that I wanted to believe.

But alas, it was just a fairy tale,

and I’m too old for fairy tales.