The Truth?

The Truth?

Once upon a time I thought I loved
A man with prospects,
Safe, dependable, and kind to me.
He would never cheat or stray,
Always early for our dates, and eager
To make me feel wanted.
I believed him, I fell into his trap.
Into my life he slithered
Covering it with his despicable slime
And evil presence.
I look back now, how blind I was.
Why were my eyes closed to his true self?
What glamours did he cast before me?
To hide the truth of his soul.
The truth that hurts so much revealed.
The truth which condemned a child,
To a life damaged by a beast.
I blink and feel the guilt again,
And again and again. Forever?
Perhaps I deserve the pain now, and until
I can face him with my truth.
That I hope he rots in jail.
I never loved him anyway.

Fel (2008)