No Fairy Godmother Either

Life is not like a fairytale
There is no noble prince
To swoop in and save the day
When I am in distress
And there is not a trace
Of anything royal in my blood
That entitles me to riches
But I love where I come from
And I am strong enough
to save myself
living on a budget gets me by
but most of all
I am rich in friendship and love
And that is worth more than
Any gold and jewels


Witten for Fandango’s 100th One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – royal


Suddenly the weight of a knife felt heavy in his hand. A warm sticky flow of blood ran across his knuckles. He felt blinded like in a tunnel, completely disoriented by this wave of total darkness. Slowly the light came back and he saw the gruesome view in front of him. He felt his grip loosen on the handle of the knife and was startled when he heard the echo of the knife falling to the floor. What had he done? And even more puzzling was, who was this poor soul laying in a pool of blood at his feet?


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – handle