Hacked Into

Stuck in the past, I lie awake In my bed wondering why I let you go When mad blood made the mistake I could in all probability forgo. Stripped of volition, I search every recess of my mind For answers why you walked out on me When impulse and insanity drove me blind To consequences like a dunce I couldn’t foresee. Whipped into delirium, I cry and cry Tearing my hair, airing frustrations And remonstrations that your departure cannot belie Despite regrets I express for my inconsiderate actions and emotions. Shorn of free will and common sense, I curse shadows and memories That remind of me of the sad day When tired of my escapade stories You could neither stand my foibles nor wish me happy birthday.