The Mighty Victim

I pity the heart who knows no peace
That abdicates responsibility
And relinquishes it’s power
Thus existing defensively

This poor soul thrives on pain
Turmoil and chaos their comfort zone
Conspired against time and again
Not by others but by the path they chose

What’s done is done no going back
But life is nothing without change
The way forward can be a new track
If you just decide you hold the reins

True victims are really rare
Most are simply self-made
A choice not made is still a choice
Its consequence a price to be paid