She came to me, I hoped for love
I felt safe in her arms
The way she smiled
The way she spoke
I fell for all her charms
But slowly things began to change
The change not for the good
Nothing was her
Twas always me
I felt misunderstood
She’d isolate my point of view
Then blame it on my brain
“You just can’t have
A point of view
Remember you’re insane”
I had to soak up all the wrongs
Then never speak my mind
Whilst she was free
To laugh at me
Her nastiness unkind
I broke away and let her go
But know she’s still around
She bides her time
Quite patiently
The wolf that likes to hound
©KarlTearney
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Enjoyed reading through this, very good stuff, thanks. “The fox knows many things, but the hedgehog knows one big thing.” by Archilocus.