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The Chameleon

Chameleon

I thought nothing of him at the time.

Would I be just a friend or something more?

All I wanted was to feel alive as I drowned in depression.


He was the answer at the time.

I was his trophy.

I thought nothing of him at the time.


As I approach 40 I am finally able to forgive myself.

All these years later the wounds are so fresh.

All I wanted was to feel alive as I drowned in depression.


Now as I look back I am filled with anger and shame. 

Wanting nothing more than to feel beautiful and desired, I fell into the trap of a predator disguised as my friend.

I thought nothing of him at the time.


I wanted to be wanted but not by him.

The taste of acid filled my mouth as my stomach churned with nerves.

All I wanted was to feel alive as I drowned in depression.


It was all so wrong but somehow he sucked me in.

Did I even want any of this? 

I thought nothing of him at the time. 

Would I be just a friend or something more? 



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