Fairy Tale

There was once a girl who'd been places,
She'd grown up living like a princess.
When it came to being queen
She chose a creep,
Who said the right things, but didn't mean it.

Halfway across the world, in solitude and work
She did as it was demanded.
Cinderella had it easy,
Prince Charming was a sweetie.
She wondered if her dream had forgotten to get started.

Abused and battered, yet conformed and swell
Vacations and children kept her going.
After more than a decade
And nothing to show for it,
Probably as the torture kept growing.

Slapped in the face, attacked at will,
Broken pieces all over.
Yet she stood her ground
For her daughters not her spouse.
And will get through, before he's sober.

The Evil Bitch, as she is now called
Has come out of hiding to play.
Ruby Slippers turned five inch black heels
Will take her home to life.
But not before she rides her chariots,
And all her dragons she slays.

(To be read as a limerick)