Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Love Illusions.


Soul searching, she came- with a consuming hunger,
She arrived so naive, and with eyes filled with wonder,

She walked on clouds- when days were clear,
Allowing the fading of all of her fears,

When seeds of trust- began to bloom,
The buds were deceptions- hiding thorns of doom,

Betrayed she now bears- a skeptics heart,
Jaded from the pain- of when it all falls apart,

Still, the field's been planted, and the crop is in,
Though it wasn't the yield- that she'd hoped for back then,

Shes worked, and shes tended with love- in this dirt,
Should she just walk away, is there just too much hurt?

She used to think love could deliver your dreams,
But experience has taught her- she no longer believes,

No longer blind by bullshit- I won't be told who I am,
Fed up with all the judgement, proving to myself- that I can,

It's true, he's not the person, I thought that he would be,
But then, when it comes to perfect- I realized that neither is that- me,

My path is hard to follow, if I'm not lost then I'm not me-
It doesn't really matter because- I am delivered, I'm whole,
and I'm free.