“a twisted fate”

This poem happened in two parts. I started it off, left it halfway and then came back to it months later. I think how it ended sort of changed because of that, but I quite like the adaptations that happened simply because I left it halfway!

A TWISTED FATE.

Tripping again & again on his own mistakes,

Failing to distinguish reality from the fakes,

He was trapped in his self-made cage!

 ***

A loner, if ever there was one,

His misery was disguised by his fun,

& from happiness, he was always on the run.

 ***

Seated by himself, his mood black as tar,

he found love in the empty jar.

He was the loneliest at that bar!

 ***

His life was a labyrinth of hell-holes,

With him tied & forced, like a flag at the end of a pole.

He felt aimless, a footballer without a goal!

 ***

He was the broken mirror that no one could mend.

And so one night, he walked to the end,

seeking the journey’s closure, not another bend!

 ***

He’d forgotten himself, didn’t remember his name was Ted,

but just as he thought all was dead

He heard a voice, “Stop!” it said.

 ***

A shadow stepped into the light,

like dull monotony into a world bright!

It pulled him closer, holding him tight.

 ***

He looked down, looking into its eyes,

‘It’ was a girl, so he came to realize.

Momentarily taken aback, he gave out a loud cry!

 ***

“Don’t!” said the girl, fearfully drawing him close,

“They’ll find me, those criminals in plain clothes…

They’ll kill me…you couldn’t protect me, I suppose?”

 ***

“Who’s ‘they’ and why will they kill you?”

“Because I saw them when that guy they slew!

And to protect themselves, they’ll kill me too.”

 ***

“That’s unfair! You were only being right,

They needn’t get so worked up, so uptight!

Come on; let’s get you away into the night.”

 ***

And so they ran, ran to their deaths,

For waiting for them was a man called Neth,

Whose knife was his Cocaine, and murder his Meth.

 ***

The ground was covered in blood, brighter than dye,

they were dead, before they could even say ‘Bye’,

likewise the thought on his lips, “She has beautiful eyes…”

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