No Roses, no Skies

Prince Charming never brought you flowers, 
just a loveless lifetime all alone.
No roses for you, just unlocked doors, 
and the deafening silence of your phone.
So block your ears, close your eyes, 
remember that you're a golden soul fallen from the
boring, heartless, Hollywood herd of lies that they call: 
beautiful.
With no shoulder, no hand, no body, no man, no door, 
no heart to let you:
the sun can take too long to end the endless night
I hear you, I feel you, I bleed with you when our hearts 
begin to scream:
this life can feel too long.
But at night you're dancing through the pain
even when you're the only one.
No rose, no sky as full of beauty as the girl who dies
but rises with every morning's sun, 
alone.