A Lifetime lost

As I lay in the night and ponder at the mistakes I made when I was younger your my biggest the only one of importance you took me by hand a lamb to the slaughter

You robbed me of everythg my body my looks but I held on to you like a flea dose a dog

I lost my family my friends all of my pride you were always there right by side

I wept and I cried I begged you to go when you did I followed no life of my own

You were master and i was your slave
you dragged me to hell and back again

 As I  sit and look back of the life I could have had I wish I never met you your evil and bad
 
You hide in the shadows for another victim to snatch another soul to fall into your deathly grasp
i weep for young who next you will slaughter I pray you keep your hands of my son and my daughter

If I see one of the devil's that peddles your wears even look at them sideways this promise I make
it will be the last thing that they ever shall do I will rip their Hart from their chest and stamp on it too

For me it's too late you have taken all that I had
stay away from my kids them you can not have
  to protect them I will do all that I can
  I will sell my soul to the devil again and again 

You have left me a shell of the girl I once was
dead and empty inside nothing left for you to rob
If I could go back in time knowing what I do now one things for certain I would Never try you
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Agustin Avatar
October 4, 2025 at 3:17 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Crangle Avatar
October 4, 2025 at 4:17 AM
Well I whish he had not left me to perish
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