A Victim Of My Own Trap

Whenever I set my sights on you, I fall into a deep hole

To get back up and out again, I must leave behind my soul

You used to be the only one with whom I felt free to be me

I will tell you all that I know and the truth shall eventually set me free

Or so it may seem

…

Now our world has fallen apart and it has left us cursing

The old wounds have opened back and now I must set them nursing

Only the brave can withstand the storm and I am quite willing to take the test

Will it be easier to let it pass? Would it be in everyone’s best

To let go of a dream?

…

Situations have become

A warning sign of what is to come

Roads have now begun to lead

Us back to the start at full speed

Only a loser can now claim

To be a victim of his own trap

When there is nobody else left to blame

…

Gush, gush, gush

I hear the winds blowing so loud

Stops me in my tracks. Fills me with doubt

Makes me pray. Turns my head towards the clouds

Teaches me insanity. I am going all out

Gush, gush, gush. I am going all out

I am going all out

26 thoughts on “A Victim Of My Own Trap”

  1. I have been in the situation alluded to in this fine poem. I like the way you break the rhyme scheme at the end of the first three verses then the x rhyme is the first line of the last.

    Thank you for liking my (Don’t Look Down) poem!

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