Lessons never learned

I watch as you repeat everything again
Same as always
Never changing
The pattern is always identical to last time
Because it’s only your fault for a moment
Then you relax
Slide into old habits
Change isn’t really necessary just charm
Of the little boy kind to get out of trouble
It wears thin
Veneer cracked, chipping
At the end you never understand why it’s happened
How did it manage to go wrong again?
Not me you say
I do everything I can

Only to get your own way and twist away
From blame for wrongs committed
Always self defense
Never first offence
Following a pattern placed on the path
Too blind to even notice the rocks you walk
There’s a way round
Stepping stones through
But your blinkered view doesn’t allow
For anything other than the route you follow



Author: ailsacawley

I have written since I can remember. First inspired by the wonderful stories of Roald Dahl, the Brothers Grimm etc. I adore myths and magic of all sorts, though I read so many genres it's impossible to classify it all!! Some of my poetry is truth with a healthy (or unhealthy depending on your view!),dose of magic and fiction and others are pure fiction. I'll leave you to decide for yourself which those are! Please stop by and enjoy and glad to make your acquaintance. Feel free to leave a comment đŸ™‚

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