Misery
Just My Imagination...
I get caught up in this fairytale illusion,
that leads me back to reality ,
sadness , confusion.
Why can't my dreaming be real?
As I once was told.
Why can't my feelings have justification?
as this fairytale to me, was once sold.
Am I suppose to be the blame
for it all crumbling , because of my RE-actions?
because of my cries for a better YOU
and my dis-satisfaction?
Why must I be called emotional ,
as if having emotions is so wrong
when someone else have been
toying with my feelings
like a puppet at a show.
Stringing me all along.
Why must society blame me
for having less control ?
why not blame the person who've been
crossing me with no toll?
Why this monster gets to walk free?
While my thoughts is captivating me?
why is the person who tore my heart in pieces
purposely ,
not being the blame for my misery?
They say I had the free will to love,
I had the free will to trust too
so I am the blame for opening my heart
to someone who never had the intentions to.
So as I continue on in life ,
I blame myself for how people treated me,
blame myself for not laying out the boundaries.
But when I hurt someone because
someone else hurt me ,
I don't want to hear the cries and complains,
for me causing someone else the same misery.
Copyright © Corenne Seale | Year Posted 2020
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