Friday, 1 April 2016

A Fool, Such As I (April 1, 2016)

Am I
So naïve
Of a fool?

In wanting
To believe
The best of people.

Even though
Time after time
My heart is broken
Into a thousand jagged

Each successive time
Am left
Feeling like
Humpty Dumpty.

The King's men
To put me
Back together

If life would be better
Should I choose
To close myself off

In becoming
Body and soul
A frozen maiden.

Therisa © 2016


  1. Replies
    1. I wish, Rosemary, but I seem to get involved with people, who leave me, broken, by their abusive ways. Who take advantage of my gentle heart, to their own benefit, as I am left, with the bill, owing.

  2. Love hurts, but I don't think I could build a wall around myself to keep from trying.

    1. From an early age, I have learned that love is, just another form of abuse, by my own family. Even, later on, I seem to pick the wrong people, to open myself up to, as the abuse continued. Am too trusting, for my own good, Susie. Have forced to learn, how to build walls, to protect myself.

  3. Believe someone who's tried and succeeded in becoming a frozen maiden... Life is so much better if you dare to hope. Beautiful write!

    1. Thank you, CC, on the compliment for this poem. How do you create hope, when you have a fist or a foot, to your body, by someone close, or family member? For too long, my life has been one PTSD flashback, after another. To the point, I have given up, ever finding someone, to settle down with, who won't abuse me, in one way or another.

  4. Worse than the onions... that stings only temporarily.


Featured post

Chance Encounter (March 13, 2017)

July 21, 2006. A date Forever etched Into my memory. As if Done by A laser. By mistake And pure chance. I enter...