Forbidden Fate
I lay here elegantly awaiting my heroic rescue
The prince is coming
But my mind is consumed by you
For years I hoped that my curse would expire
That the witch would die
Or her powers would grow tired
I can’t help but wonder where you are
If you’re still alive
Or if you’ve gone far
All I have to remember is the note that you left me
You came in the night
When you thought I was asleep
I knew that our love would be viewed as a freak show
My father would kill you
I thought it best to let you go
I would have given it all, even my crown
For you to be my bride
And to see you in a wedding gown
So they locked me away with an incurable curse
To wait out your life
Until you lay in a hearse
I’ll never forgive my father for the love he banned
I wish the prince would not to come
This isn’t what we planned
So now I plan to punish them all
I’m taking my life
And the curse shall fall
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