HIS EYES TOLD A STORY OF THEIR OWN AND THERE WAS NOTHING FALSE IN THAT STORY

I ON THE OTHER HAND BROUGHT WITH ME GLOOM AND PERPETUAL DOOM

I'D BETTER DIE

I'D PERFER TO BE IN THIS STATE FOREVER THAN TO
WAKE Up AND HAVE TO FACE REALITY,
A REALITY IN WHICH I WAS SOME ONE'S WIFE
A REALITY IN WHICH MY SISTER HAD LEFT ME TO BE FED TO THE SHARKS
A REALITY IN WHICH MY PARENTS LITERALLY SACRIFICED ME ON THE ALTER
AND WORST
A REALITY IN WHICH THERE WERE NO LOVE

VOLUNTARILY OR NOT , I HAD TAKEN A PLACE IN HIS LIFE THAT WAS NOT MEANT FOR ME.
I HAD INVADED HIS WORLD WITH OUT PERMISSION AND HE HAD TO BEAR THE BRUNT OF THAT.
MY SISTER
MY OWN FLESH ANF BLOOD HAD RUINED BOTH OUR LIFES BECAUSE OF HER SELFISHNESS.
WE DID NOT DESERVE WHAT WE HAVE GOTTEN

IF ONLY THEY KNEW THAT MY NEW LIFE WAS MORE LIKE A PURGATORY

I WOKE UP EVERYDAY IN HOPE THAT THIS PLACE WOULD CHANGE, THE PRICE MANSION STOOD LOOKING AS FORMIDABLE AND GRIM AS EVER AND AS SOMETHING THAT I'D NEVER ACCEPT NOR WOULD IT ACCEPT ME. IT WAS LOYAL TO ITS OWNER AFTER ALL

HE HATED ME AND I KNEW THAT

NOT A SINGLE LIGHT ILLUMINATED HIS WAY AS HE WALKED OUT, HOW UNUSUAL IT WAS FOR SOME ONE TO BE SO FOND OF THE DARK, HE WASN'T AT FAULT
WHAT HE'D BEEN SUBJECTED TO WAS NOT WHAT HE'D EARNED
IS THAT HOW HE PERCEIVED HIS LIFE TO BE NOW
FULL OF DARKNESS THERE NO ROOM FOR LIGHT IN HIS LIFE ANYMORE .

HE HAD LIKED ME TO A TRADABLE OBJECT PASSED FROM ONE MAN TO ANOTHER ONCE THEY'RE DONE
LIKE HOW I'VE BEEN TRADED TO HIM IN PLACE OF MY FAMILY HONOR AND NOW HE'D TRADED ME TO MY FIRST LOVE TO RELIEVE HIS GUILTY CONSCIENCE

I TRIED BUT COULDN'T FIND IT IN MY SELF TO BE, ANGRY AT HIM

ITS NOT LOVE I SEE , ITS COMMITMENT

OR

HIS EYES NARRATED A TALE OF THEIR OWN, 
AND IN THAT NARRATIVE, NOTHING WAS FALSE.

I, however, carried with me shadows and endless despair. 

I’d rather fade away, 
Prefer this state of being forever than awaken to a reality 
Where I was merely someone’s wife, 
Where my sister abandoned me to the depths, 
Where my parents sacrificed me on a cruel altar, 
And worst of all, 
A reality devoid of love. 

Voluntarily or not, I had claimed a place in his life not meant for me. 
I had intruded upon his world without consent, 
And he bore the weight of my intrusion. 
My sister—my own blood—had shattered both our lives 
With her selfish choices. 
We did not deserve this fate. 

If only they understood that my new existence felt like purgatory. 

Each day I awoke hoping for change, yet the Price Mansion loomed, 
As formidable and grim as ever—a place I could never accept, 
And that would never accept me. It remained loyal to its master. 

He despised me, and I felt it keenly. 

Not a single light illuminated his path as he departed; 
How strange it was for someone to embrace the dark so fully.  
He was not to blame; 
What he endured was not what he deserved.  
Was this how he perceived his life now—  
Shrouded in darkness with no room for light?  

He regarded me as a mere commodity, traded from one man to another when finished— 
Just as I had been handed over to him in exchange for my family’s honor,  
Now he’d passed me on to my first love to ease his guilt.  

I tried but couldn’t summon anger toward him; 

It isn’t love I perceive—it’s commitment.

-Gifttaylor

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Well I made this poem after I read I WAS NEVER HIS forgotten the author , I made the poem out of different chapters of the book

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