Led astray from the start, from day one
I ignored the words in my head and heart
I drew connected, cared for her and slipped
into feelings undeserved, uncalled for. I ripped
my heart in pieces over one who treated me like feces.
the bottom of the barrel is empty, still she’s reaching down
trying to grab hold. The bottom drops out. Rise and rise
again, until lions become lambs. Lesson learned and face
forgot, remembering how that this is not how it was s’posed
to be. I step anew, with back straight and face held high
Sorrow, not mine, is no longer and has never been
my problem to worry over and lose sleep. Played
the fool I was again. I will admit, I was stuck
with the hope that someone might give a fuck beyond
your car, your clothes, your skin. I sigh and I begin again,
certainly no worse but definitely wiser in the end.