Trouble came my way and I did not know.
It disguised itself with charm;
Its allure has captivated me,
and, at first, it promised ne no harm.

I did not know who was behind that mask;
The eyes stared at me with hunger,
to drown me deep and down;
waiting for the right time to devour.

I gave it permission and enjoyed myself,
When trouble came out of hiding and grasped me.
Totally taken aback, not knowing what to do,
no time to think; no time to flee.

Now I live in chains with trouble as guard,
Standing by my door,
Waiting for me to make the slightest movement
To tackle with all four!

I’m so helpless and tired,
that I now start to love
this trouble living with me,
going with me wherever I move.

I don’t seem to be doing anything
to remedy my situation.
It’s taking me over day by day;
I suffer while enjoying this affliction.

I feel glued to this accomplice
I don’t seem to care how much I stumble.
It’s simply taking over my control;
It’s now my new best friend: Trouble