She's Smiling Finally

“All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.” ―J.M. Barrie

You made her biggest fear
Come alive.
You're not a man
You're a monster.
When you wake up and miss her,
Don't fucking bother.
You fumbled your greatest lover.
She lost nothing,
But a broken coward.

She was blessed,
When the truth 
finally conquered.
You might have fucked her over.
But God prepared her.
Look at all her past lovers.
Nothing rattles her.
Your betrayal,
Is nothing new.

What she needs,
Is somebody the total 
opposite of you.
Not a lover poser.
Hell, you did the same shit
to all your ex lovers.
She kept fucking up
Believing in liars.
That’s still no reflection
Of her enchanting character.

She sleeps amazing at night.
Knowing she gave you,
her fucking best.
She never did anything
You couldn't live with.
Except stay too long,
Praying away the wicked.
Til suddenly the truth,
Her guardian angels blessed her with.

Now she gets to watch her life
fall back together again.
She already picked up the mess
You fucking left her with.
Then arose,
Out of your chamber of darkness.
She’s finally living and building 
her beautiful fortress.
Enjoying the finer things,
Like, 
before you came along 
and tampered with it.

Cause YOU stopped living.
While she became
Mrs. Shadow of pushing up daises. 
But you were never going to break her, really.
It was your choice to live a life
Basically, deceased.
She woke up and chose s
erenity.

Although the heartache overseas
Traversed willingly.
She was never going to let it stop her,
From fulfilling her dreams.
She’s been doing some,
Pretty amazing fucking things.

Like setting sail off the shores,
She’s finally diving deep.
Living for nobody else.
This time,
She’s finally free.
Jumping into ponds
Filled with real hope and belief.
Gods got her,
And her grief finally bereaved.

It’s time to make way for
What’s truly meant to be.
And stop settling for
The con artists, thieves,
Addicts and cheats.
She finally sees,
It’s time to stop falling for 
The make believe. 

Imagine what happens when 
She finally meets…
The real one,
Not the impostor.
Don’t fret darling,
She’s got good fucking karma.

Beauty never needed a beast.
Fuck the trials and trilogies.
She found real fucking peace. 
It might seem unbelievable,
But it’s true.

She's smiling finally!



Written by Epiphany Tiffany 

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