Fool

 

 

Like shadows  forming before my eyes

Sometimes what I remember is a really big surprise

I often lay awake first thing  in the morning, just thinking on it all.

I remember little tidbits of things, before we had our falling out.

I remember how it was in my head at least.

My heart still tricks itself into believing,

That things can be back where they once were.

Ah and alas the bruised heart will keep trying!

I wish it would just give itself a break

Or better yet wise up.

It keeps me prisoner in a way,

In other ways it has also set me free.

Hard to express these feelings deep inside of me.

Hard to tell yourself after 21 years ,

That there is no rhyme or reasoning of your longtime tears.

The fakers in your life

The liars still as they are, still can hurt you

Why?

Why is it the things we let ourselves believe and cling to,

Will ultimately tear us apart.

If we let them.

We do not have to let them!

Simple as looking forward can be, we can forgive them

Forgive ourselves for being the fools.

Forgive the childish feelings of bliss and hope,

Let it all fall to the wayside when we are done.

Let those feelings have a place somewhere,

Somewhere else beside taking residence in our heart and mind.

And then there is always time!

Time will help to lessen all those blows, all those knows, we have.

The secret is time, I must confess.

But I am still a fool at heart, believing still,

I need to be saved from myself, I think.

Or face my feelings head on.

Go back to those unsaid things of long ago.

Make an effort one more time

No I am not blind!

I am just a believer, a hope ridden fool.

I am me and that is exactly what I know.

MwsR ❤