Prologue

Dim the lights babe,
I don’t have much time left.
Place your fingers on my scarred face,
Lure me back into your bewitching eyes.
My heart is heavy,
It had been a tough day.
Let’s make the most of tonight,
Because tomorrow, I am going to be history.
Breathe in my ears, sing me a lullaby,
My pain needs some numbing.
But for all the clichés in the world,
Let me clutch you within my embrace.
It is a hard story to tell,
I could use some warmth.
My hands roll over your soft skin,
My words slur.
Are you working your magic?
Because, it seems to work.
Death, will you be kind?
Because life hasn’t been.
I am ready for it, let me take off my clothes,
Take me there, gently – I know it’s going to be hell.
Tell them, after you are done with me,
I lived for them, but I died for myself.
I had known no love but mine,
I owe them nothing.
Don’t be so restless babe, sit on my lap,
I still have a story to tell.
Let me unstrap you, and set you free,
May you be amazed by the vigour of a dying man.
Let’s dance tonight,
For it’s such a tale.
So as we consummate our relationship,
Let me begin, ‘Once upon a time…’