Foolishness
Because I lived o him...
...I darkened my soul.
Because I lived for him...
...my day became a chore.
Because I served him...
...my mind becam a blank.
Because I gave him my body...
...I made myself a whore.
Because i was foolish,
...I watched him shatter my existance.
Copyright © Ruth Toole | Year Posted 2011
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