Abuser
Somedays, I ask myself am I crazy,
To have forgiven
. those I've mistaken?
For all the haste I hold,
Is but hurried deep inside,
.. .. .. our fate,
And I've never asked but,
. . Why would you ?
I've built my life,
Around rose bushes,
. . But all youve shown me,
Wad that roses have,
Thorns,
And so I don't find them all that pretty,
. . But...
Life, Isn't based,
. . On who is beautiful,
And who is thorny,
Because if it was,
Never would u have forgiven,
Such a man
For everyday
I've mistaken him.....
A.
Good,
Man.
-ElleMorin