I Was Your Passport

I Was You Passport

I chose you over my mother and father.

I chose you over my brothers and sisters.

I gave my everything to you.

Yet still, your heart was never honest, never true.

I believed you were my man, my last love.

You wanted a passport, a stay in the UK, permission.

I chose you for the love story you spun me,

For the way you held my hand like you were proud.

I was your passport to the UK.

I can’t in my heart add up how you took my teenage years away, in a way, my life.

You damaged me for life, damaged goods.

I can’t explain the beating I took from you,

How you broke my heart.

Bruises faded; words embodied themselves in my brain.

I walk 'round like a zombie, hurt, dead to love.

I listened to the "we told you so's" from family and friends.

I turned off when I was told you were sleeping with my friends.

Oh yes, I know about both of them.

Passport came, stay permitted indefinitely.

Job done, you turned on me like a rabid dog.

More bruises, more pain.

Then you went away.

Brought back the wife you had hidden.

My job, my life, my happiness was done.

How can a human do this to a mere child? I was 16 when I met you.

You broke me.

Now you’re gone, dead. Karma pays back.

I wouldn’t have wished death on you.

So, you’re gone; you took the easy way out, you died.

Me? I still, after all these years, feel like my life has been a horror film I can’t turn off.

I am embedded with hurtful words,

Punches I can’t forget.

Bruises long faded, but hurt is implanted deep, deep into my thoughts and memory.

How did someone I trusted and loved turn on me?

I just try, but I can't say in honesty I forgive you,

Because I am broken more than anyone could ever imagine.

Time is short here in this mortal life, I will live

I will breath but the pain and confusion will stay

Maybe till my dying day, I will be just a life

Broken by a man’s need to cheat, to get a passport to stay.