bitter destiny

Should I change a word I said,
Rewrite a poem; raise the dead
Start over at the top or maybe
Turn back time
Should I take back all my blows,
Remove the kisses I bestowed
Sheath the blade and then remove
My memory's eye

No I can't unlearn
All the words you gave me in your turn
And I can't despise
For I love your mix of truth and lies
But why oh why
Did you have to plant a turnip
In this field of poppies and
Opium dreams
It seems you set a trap for me
And now I've fallen into
Bitter destiny.

I never learned the rules I guess
Can't tell you if I'm cursed or blessed
Can't sort out what was heaven and
What was hell
And even from a child on my knees
I never found a way to please
Although I lingered by
The wishing well