She was young, sweet, beautiful, and malleable.
I could not wait to raise a woman;
show her heartless ways.
I was broken, and I wanted her to never suffer.
She was made into my buffer-
for men to feel my pain.
Created the same: a punishment.

Then, she changed-
ice melted, part of the way
he wore her down, day by day-
I lost her to the ‘Spider’,
the ‘love’ I had forced, between them all,
made to intertwine and caused the fall.
Shaping someone is not possible.
All life results in disappointment