Born That Way

poem by: Paul Stephens
Written on Jul 28, 2017

All of the months, the hours the days
The loneliness at times gets lost in the haze
Thanks to some distractions feeling I have a life
Keeping busy in some way protects me from my plight

Damage control is all that it is
Fooling myself to believe I can live
It's the way that I've found I need to survive
I'm not really living but it keeps me alive

I've given up hope that much more can change
All will stay as it is nothing more to arrange
Stuck in this rut constructed for me
For the rest of my life I can never be free

The revelation of the plot, the one that transpired
The fool from within me had never realised
Now it's to late, my life somewhat destroyed
The manipulation of me was so well deployed

The idea you live and you learn is wasted on me
Reliving my mistakes always will be
The life that I've lived seems somewhat a waste
Shattered dreams and beliefs all ended in haste

How can someone who you gave all your trust
Betray and deceive, wipe you away like your dust
How can this be answered in a way that makes sense
All comprehension of a criminal mind is complex

No explanation can be reached in my mind
No answers at all am I able to find
The thinking it haunts me day after day
The only thought I have left, she was just born that way

 

Tags: sad, rhyme, confused,

 

 

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