The Victim And The Fool

a poem

for so long now, yet never more, I’ve led myself astray

let my demons take control and tell me what to say

played the victim and the fool, oh so willingly

projecting from my broken heart into the world I see

yet deep inside I’ll always know, the world for me is just a show

ashamed for walking willingly, into this pain which I could see

coming from a mile off, but still I leapt, despite the cost

some part of me had wanted this, needed all this pain

I did this to myself you see, but hide that in my shame

trust when all is said and done, and I play that final drum

I will have to myself at last, admitted all the blame

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