No Bed of Roses: A Poem

Like broken glass I try to piece together what once was

Looks like this fairy tale was not what I thought it could be

My bed of flowers used to be fun just because

I guess I didn't know there were thorns I couldn't see

Life is harder than I expected

I took a different page than what You directed

I'm not quite sure which future chapter I had inspected

All I know is that a storybook rhyme has not been detected

Waves are crashing around the balcony

Sometimes I long to jump, to show the hero within

Most of the time I know my heart lacks that bravery

My soul battles with You and me, painting on my face a grin

Life is harder than I expected

I try to take the page that You've directed

I made sure your chapters are what I inspected

All I know is that a storybook ending has been detected.