My Trap, Was Her Childrens Trap Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Never got with a girl in till I was much older.
The age of 19 and still a virgin.
Another place to poke fun at me.
Not out of innocence, but shame of my name.
I built up these walls, and learned never to trust.
Hate surrounded me.
Because how people were, and in many ways still are.
It took me a very long time to love.
My first was the worse, expectations high.
Moving over mountains for a closer look.
Not understanding what it really was.
Or the reasons I fell head over heels, when she really didn't.
An illusion of who she thought I was.
Buying a freedom, as if one really ever could.
Satisfy the need of so much lust.
To fast when I wanted go so slow.
I wasn't in a rush or maybe my head was buried in the snow.
Either way I loved her kids more then her in the end.
Because of how she treated them.
One autistic, the other deaf, and she hated them for it.
Brought me back into my childhood.
Everyday I was reliving it.
And this women had no idea, never will now that I come to think of it.
It was my first, yet it left me so empty.
I should of known better, but I was blinded like an animal.
Falling right into the trap, the same one that held me as child so long ago.