Wrongfully chosen

Wrongfully chosen

  I often think about our path.
 I’m sorry to admit, it makes me laugh.
 I try and decide what to say.
But nothing can explain all that time and pain.
 Here I go my last thought of you.  My untold hate is the best I can do.

My love for you,my greatest mistake.
You turned out to be a snake.
Your heart hollow and unoccupied, full of demons you tried to hide.
Or better yet, foaming at the mouth like a rabid dog.
The sickness in you croaked like a frog. Persistent but subtle and always there. My love for you stopped right there.

Your heavy soul started to crush mine . I lost everything even time. You stole the air in my lungs and I could no longer feel the sun. Slowly stomping on my beautiful heart. That’s probably the worst part.

And still My love for you the greatest mistake.
Something I cannot erase or escape.
But I want you to know I can feel the sun.
And everything I do, I do for fun.
The air I breathe is full and inviting.
I found myself, there is no more hiding.  
My heart is full and beautiful again
You were wrongfully chosen, the end.