Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Identity thief

                         Looking in the mirror, the reflection that I see
                         I do not know the person looking back at me
                         She is a beauty to behold
                         Even though she is mostly old
                         But she is not the reflection
                         of which I used to know
                         She is deceitful
                         She is manipulative
                         She is a liar
                         She is a thief
                         What I want to know is what she did with me?
                         I would like to have me back
                         A ransom note for my return
                         A map that leads to were the body lies
                         Opportunity to morn
                         A formal introduction to the person reflected there
                         She is not the girl for whom all used to care
                         The identity she stole
                         The life she over ran
                         Is one she should give back
                         Then return from winch she came
                         The grief that she has caused
                         The lives that she has ruined
                         All the heartache she has wrought
                         Leaving me to pick up the pieces
                         of the life that I once knew
                         The damage she has done
                         Leaves deep scars upon my heart
                        The hurt she has inflected on the few
                         of whom I love is enough to make
                        me wish she would leave and NEVER return.
                        That one day I will look and be more than
                        happy to see she is gone and no reflection
                        Will I see

 Just thinkin out loud for all the world to see...........
                        
                        
                       
                         
                       
                        

1 comment:

  1. I'm not a poet & I know it. but what I do know is the person I wake up next to every morning is a beautiful, very unselfish, thoughtful, & yes she is smart too. She is also a God fearing human being that is intitled to a mistake every 15 years or so. She has been through Hell & back with a big portion my fault. Our family has been through the ringer & I could not go through life without her. To make a long story short, I love you very much Amandas Paige & you are not the person described above, You just made a BAD mistake & so have I. I just wanted you & all the world to know the person I know & married.

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