by Cynthia Ruth Lewis
I'm almost glad I gave my heart to you, asshole;
I'm almost glad you took me for a ride—
you really opened my eyes
I already had a bad attitude
when it came to men
but I took a chance on you
because you seemed so damned sincere,
but you ended up being
the worst one of them all
You stole what little faith I had left
and hung it out to dry
but I can't rightly say I hate you—
I hate myself more
for even falling for your shit
for giving you a chance
for stupidly thinking "maybe this time"....
for being hungry enough
to swallow your fucking bait
but it taught me a lesson;
one I won't easily forget
damn you
for stripping away my last shred of hope
damn me
for being foolish enough
to grab onto the frayed end of that fucking rope
Sounds heart felt; hey, there are some good honest, loyal men out there.
ReplyDeletespeaking to me with perfect timing...
ReplyDeleteit's human to grab the rope, if you're convinced the alternative is drowning...
Every now and then I come across a poem I wish I had written.
ReplyDeleteThis is one of them.