Blinded by lust

Blinded by the misplaced trust

Blinded by my human frailty

I’ve awakened my disgust

Come to terms with my past

I shall not be so easily deceived

I struggle to move on

As I am still bereaved

My indignation

Not such a bad thing

I look to myself

What do I bring?

Cast away my mistakes

Learn from lessons I observe

Make my adjustments

It’s all about what I preserve?

…

DCG