Snow White's Slumber

Snow White I am
I wait for a kiss from my prince, in an eternal sleep until that-
The moment that my eyelids flutter; my mouth will whisper of things that you didn't want to hear:
That my snowy skin was alabaster from the time I spent afraid of the world, of you, of living
That my dark hair could have been-should have been-lighter, reflection -less, the color of sweet
Honey, rather than burnt charcoal
That my lips were red because I bit them when I was so close to tears that I couldn't speak
I took the apple willingly: I wanted to escape, to sleep forever, or at least until the world was less scary
In my dreams, I see witches and demons and visions of things with no description
I now know that the old saying must be true;
As I wait, I think of the changing world, of your breath that says you are alive, of my heartbeat that still hastens every time I dream of terrors
'While there is life, there is hope'-
Return me to the realm of the living, so I may thank you and the apple-giver
I'll be stronger this time
I'll trade pallor and bloody lips for hope and smiles
And the sorrows of yesterday will be simply dreams of poisoned apples