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If a person is mentally unwell after theft of millions - they can't fight to get it back |
Stolen Dreams - Not Unwell In your eyes a spark still survives A place where your dreams flies With your hand, mind and heart Created a sweet that was art One fateful day you questioned the books To find honey mouthed partner a crook The trust your partner did swear to abide Was stealing your dreams, a grin did hide Heart heavy with sorrow, your trust torn apart The choice to leave before you tore him apart You vanished from where your praises were sung While whispers arose and rumours swiftly sprung You are insane your partner did claim Voices in your head is how you were defamed Yet you never told the truth or yourself defend For the thief wrote the story and rewrote the end Devasted by lies and deceit, your genius confined You took to drinking to silence the pain in your mind Numb and drown out the pain of betrayal Your mind shattered in pieces, so very frail The whispers grew louder and rumours took hold Insinuating, manipulating, lies your partner told Painting you as mentally ill to hide his theft Portraying himself as your saviour, he is deft Beneath the surface, rage keeps you in a trance Lost in the rhythm of a self-destructive dance Giving wings to rage to hide unhealed pain Acting out for the excuse to numb your pain Deep in your heart a fire still burns A whisper of hope, as the earth turns Look in the mirror and see what I see Find away to heal your pain, be free To escape the trap of your own confine You will have to confront the loss and stain Let the truth of betrayal and theft be known Control of emotion and courage yours to own Your brilliance should never be caged Even in darkness it burns enraged Never again hear you're broken, unwell Your truth will outshine the lies they tell By Cathrin Stuart |