Mistake

I made one.

Mistake

The decision made at that moment when I heard a knock on my door was to let you in. the decision I made to put a smile on my face in case I was ever to be misplaced it was then. That choice I made to help, to ask for help and help without asking for returns. The days I spent deciding on what and who to lean on, whom to share my seconds with, gone.

I don’t know why it is that I couldn’t see this coming from a mile away. No, I did see it coming, I guess it was just a BAFUFU you know, Beautiful-From-Far-Far-From-Beautiful.

I’ve trusted you too much already, I wear a bulletproof vest with 21 holes in it already and only now I wonder why I bleed. I drank your water and only now I taste the salt in it. Bitter it is that I fall victim to love.

Nevertheless, I am free to walk away with my head hanging from a tree branch now. The death I had to experience t be born knowing that not everything is pure, evil surrounds me coz I opened my door to it.

It isn’t my fault though. What I saw standing outside on my front step was not evil. What I saw was an angel dressed in gold so I let the angel in.

Now I see  that it was no angel, I made a mistake.