Betrayal and abuse.
These are my life.
I created my own karma
I am reaping what I
have sown
I have changed my life
for the better
I have kept my promise
to be kind to others
I have kept my promise
to be honest with others
I have kept my promise
to not hurt anyone again
I have not let the
want of money rule my life
I have shared all I
have with those who need it more
All of these I have
been happy to do
They have enriched my
life, being and sense of self
But the rooster still
comes home to roost
I must still pay a
much heavier price for my gross misdeeds
I must still suffer
the same kinds of emotional and physical pain I visited on others
I must be distrusted
and reviled as my past dictates
I must be hurt over
and over again,
The emotional beatings
should never stop
The people I trust the
most will forever betray that trust
I will be used by
those closest to me
I will be thrown away
like common trash once I have no more to give
They will tell me they
love me while desiring to witness my destruction
Betrayal and abuse
These are my life, my
jailers
I have created my own
karma, set the stage for my own damnation
I will continue to
reap the bitter harvest I have sown
This is my future and
I am resigned to it
The distance of this
marathon seems to great, insurmountable
Because it is supposed
to be
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