Surrounded is she,
by beautiful rose petals.
The makeshift dress,
hiding her mind's biggest battle.

The rose-coloured dress
made purely to impress,
is used to hide the torment
of her strength- that is so potent.

What wants the beautiful lass
that only in stories is found,
is to fight this strong curse-
that wants to her to be bound.

Miserably, falls she, unwillingly,
into deep rotten sleep.
To never again see the sun,
and hear the bird's constant tweet.