Tragedy

This is about coming to grips with haunting demons that were misuderstood from my past.

It's a tragedy
I live with it everyday.
Internally and eternally in denial
that things worked out this way.

Such innocence shining through,
fueled by blinded sights.
As you closed the door behind you,
locking all the guilt inside.

How was I to know any better?
The lies were all I knew.
How were you to do any better?
You never faced the truth.

I am not blaming you anymore,
although I would really like to be.
This water will flow under the bridge
regardless of how it affects me.

The trick of it lies in the knowing
and accepting where things have gone
So far from the beginning now
with memories we have to choke down.

A happily ever after is approaching,
serving as the greatest test
I have no idea how I am going to react
after I put this grudge to rest.