Naive


When I was sixteen, I met a man

3 months went by before our love affair began

Caught all up in his charm

Never thought he’d do me any harm

But a nine-year difference in age made me an easy target to manipulate

I’d never felt this way

So I was easily swayed into the lies he told

I couldn’t imagine what was about to unfold

At the start of it, our love was bliss

Often I’d awake to his morning kiss

I was living in a dream

Until I realized it was all an evil scheme

But now I’m older, and I see

He didn’t really love me

He just controlled me, cause I was naïve

He began to take my thoughts away, replacing them with his own

I’d try to leave, and he’d make me stay saying he couldn’t be alone

He never wanted to be with me, just wanted me under his control

It took me a while to figure it out, but I got wise cause the shit got old

Now I’m on top and he’s down low

Now he’s oblivious to my flow

He may not now, but one day he will know

What comes around will come, and what goes around will go.

Author: inmynativescribble

A Black man trying to face fear, the past, the present, and reconcile his future.

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