Double

When I start seeing double, I recognize trouble,
Influenced with mischief, I fail to read, it plants a seed,
To make me aware, should I dare, to find the facts,
Of what is going on behind my back, then I am on track,
So many tricks, they seem to take their pick, of how they kick,
Me in the ass, as time seems to pass me by,
I have wondered why, such a gentle guy was taken,
Trust me, I am not faking this arrangement,
Lack of engagement with others, even my brother,
To feel smothered in misery, it's plain to see,
The sneaky conspiracy, less to figure out,
Gives me more time to write about, in an art form,
Peace within the storm, it becomes the norm,
To express myself with poetry, before I take a nap,
Had enough of the thinking cap, to solve the mystery,
That was the fee, of years wasted, until the truth I tasted,
Now it's full flavor with the facts I can finally savor.