Bardism

… and oh, what a foolish simpleton my heart has create me as. The slight bit of attention by her, solidified my demise. She must’ve been laughing up a storm as I poured out my poetic heart. I allowed myself to become an emotional yo-yo, to be toyed with. Thinking I was relating on a personal and emotional level but discovering nothing could’ve been further from reality. Another scar, broken trust shattered and now bleeding from a torn heart. I’m a poet, cursed to never learn from the pain, inflicted silently by another. Its time for me to meander back into the cold heart of…silent misery.

 

Poet of the Light © 2018

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