In the Grasps of a Sociopath…

In the Grasps of a Sociopath…

The man I knew
Was dark - taboo,
But all I saw was light.
He crawled right in,
My heart - did win;
He seemed a sheer delight.
He duped my soul
Then took control -
His spirit ruled my mind.
I bowed to him,
I loved his grin -
My senses left me blind.

His word was law.
I was in awe!
My ego loved his clutch…
His words were wise
As he’d advise -
He loved my writer’s touch.
I wrote for peace,
For hate to cease;
I wrote for Mother Earth.
I penned of love
From God above -
I wrote of Man’s great worth.

My soul just soared! 
I jumped aboard
His so-called gravy train.
My dreams he filled,
Emotions spilled
As I sought to attain
My lifelong dream
Of self esteem
For all who seek the truth…
I’ve wanted so
To help Man grow -
I’ve craved it since my youth.

But then one day
He did betray
In ways so vile and cruel -
My heart he broke,
I was a joke;
I felt like such a fool.
My writing stopped.
My pen I dropped.
The pain - too great to bear.
I just gave in
Which was a sin;
But, there were none to care…

As years went by
I’d just deny
Myself a chance to dream -
Until one day
I found my way
Upon an angel’s beam.
And now sit I
With pen held high -
No longer is there pain.
My words - they flow,
My soul can grow!
The demon has been slain…