I am a dupe. That is to say, I am easily deceived. Deceived by my emotions and his, sucked into a whirlwind of deep despair, a quagmire of guilt and heartache. Am I to blame for this deception? Probably in part. Will I recover from it? Most likely. My mind still ticks. My heart beats steadily. My body moves like clockwork, although it feels like it has been destroyed. What have I done to deserve this? I continue to ask myself. I will never have the answer, or I secretly do not wish to know. I sink further into darkness.
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