An innate understanding as to why certain relationships are doomed to fail... |
So many hats we wear To get us through our days; Our countless personalities Persuading power plays With friend and foe and kin And those of every sort. We recognize who we should be And meld – transform - contort. Innately in the self Lie reasons for our views; And if they’re not distinguished right The mind distorts and skews. Thus, hats bunch in a mess; They fall in disarray. Our many personalities Become confused - and fray. The mind then bolts and runs; Chaotic thoughts ensue. Our brains go into overdrive! Jump off the tracks – askew. And then we’re trapped within; Alone with twisted stance. A whirling dervish hurricane! Exploding at a glance. And soon the fights begin as hats no longer fit. Relationships held dear and prized are doomed to take a hit. The ones loved most are mugged with random, ugly threats. Intimidation – underscored! No pause and no regrets. Crushed hearts and damaged souls Belie the ones held dear. They’re left confused and hurt and shocked With lines drawn ever clear. They balk and slip away (The cherished ones of old) They find there is no comfort left - No trust to bind and hold. The end is dark and dank; Black shadows veil the light. They cast a sadness that surround Relationships, once bright. And so the hats remain Entangled, every one – While life plays out in sickness, rapt Unraveled and undone. |