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Distraught (part two to Disillusion)
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Distraught (part two to Disillusion) |
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azblond Senior Member
since 1999-07-01
Posts 637The Steamy Desert 
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For so long he had kept a secret Living a life of normalcy Hoping to hide from those he loved The truth even he did not want to see The longings he held deep inside The feeling of being someone he’s not Many times it left him broken hearted Feeling more often than not distraught His wife she was an angel from heaven A gift from someone high above She taught him about respect and admiration Showed him devotion and unyielding love From her he kept this horrid secret He’d do anything to protect her heart She who had taken such care of him Who kept his world from falling apart But the mirror unlying showed him the truth It gleamed in his eyes reflected in glass He shut them tight and whispered a prayer That this too familiar feeling someday would pass Then one day he ran into someone who knew him Someone who’d shared his past secret life He awoke in him feelings he thought he’d forgotten Secrets he kept from the world, from his wife A few drinks led to the garden of eden To the sin he knew he’d forever have to pay He walked hand in hand with a snake without arms Knowing too well the price he would pay But for a moment the snake showed him that evil Is a trap your mind sets out for your fall When you live a life always conforming Never admitting the truth of it all The biggest sin is the lie you tell to yourself When you try to be someone your not It allows you to sell your soul to the devil Waiting for the moment in hell to be caught The price he paid was in the sound of her key In the door on the night she should have been gone One look in her eyes, his beautiful angel And he knew his old life could never go on For her disillusion was the word she had chosen He chose to call it despair and distraught The fear of her knowing his own hidden secret And the relief that at last he’d finally been caught The secrets were over, the two now have parted Both of them carrying wounds that won’t heal Hers from betrayal, the ultimate heartbreak His from a truth he no longer could conceal And the question of who was in the end more the loser She from a heart ripped in pieces from his lies Or he who must now again face the mirror Forever to see who he is through her eyes? ------------------ For sometimes when the Darkness falls, we must surrender, take what is ours, and give what we can, and always remember love is somewhere waiting... |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
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This hits home, my sister having gone through the same thing. Excellent work Az. ------------------ Shall I indulge in flights of fancy hampered by clipped wings? DreamEvil© |
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