That One Mistake

Put in a corner stuffed in a box

Left with silence and my own thoughts

Pondering why I took the wrong road

Why I let you be the voice on my shoulder

A devil dressed like an angel

Neither friend nor foe your emotions change like the wind blows

You stole my voice turned me into a mime

Stole the color in my life now my world is black and white

Though you have stolen so much locked my soul away

Left me nothing but a empty shell of what was once me

Now what am I another victim of that one mistake 

Author's Note

It's not the size of the mistake that matters it's how quickly you recover

Reviews

[Dust That Drifts Throug..]

Ii feel like this poem could be about abuse and how it sucks the life out of you. I have made many mistakes in my life and I sometimes feel like an empty shell of my former self.

[Beautiful Mistake]

That's an interesting take on it. I wanted to make it so the reader would think of that one mistake that they never go over or forgot. One where you had to deal with alone because someone turned their back on you