Fool again

I ignored the red flags and gave my heart away

without a second glance.

Played deaf and dumb to my mind’s inquisitions

and gut feeling.

I hanged feelings i promised myself to avoid in vain.

Offered my back as a canvas for him to paint a new hole.

I allowed him to gratify my pain on the wall.

 

Fooled thrice; he penetrated my soul like thunder,

lacerated my heart and left me bleeding- life pooling

on the kitchen floor.

He was barren-land, i was a fool to believe anything

would grow.

Our connection dissipated to nothingness, 3000 miles

between us became as vast as all space.

 

He was King and i was just a jester- sentenced to

entertain him and follow his every command like a

loyal servant.

Same old tricks that often intrigued and snugged his

attention wore thin- the harsh realities embroidered

in distance and time made his faith falter and my life

turned into a broken mix-tape.

 

I was a fictitious fool you see.

Determined in making the same mistakes and giving

extra chances to him.

I offered him free passes in and out of my life and

enabled the pain.

Trapped like a moth to a flame, the last burns he

created on my skin left a mark on me like a fool.

Thrice wiser, this time I will keep my heart.

 

©FloetryC 2016

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Author: AfroetryC

I am an African woman and a mother to a precious little angel. I love to use the term "Afro-floetic Queen" mostly to describe my poetry and my roots. I love poetry...art, soul music and inspirational bits of knowledge to offer advice and counseling to those who need it. I can be very witty, straight forward but fun. Ha. ha... A colorful perception of the world - expressed in my poetry. I want to inspire people with my Poetry...give them hope, while also advising them. Life is a learning process and i am happy when one of my pieces directly affects or inspires one of my readers. Let's take a detour around experience, and let me fill your minds with sweet poetic juices.... Note: Just changed my user name from FloetryC to AfroetryC because the latter is more personal and describes my Spoken Word Poetry better.

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