How foolish I can be

An abused woman's final letter to her partner and herself

How foolish you can be
To drink from a cup of me
And the turn and hate on me
When I open my egresses for you to falsify
And how you can remind me of the love I do not have for you
While I took the last piece I had and gave to you
That piece I should've kept for me
I gave to you

You turn and flash that smile to conceal a multitude of lies
To hide the secrets of the years
And lay your hand lovingly on me?
You tell me how you love me
Only to utter something immensely hurtful minutes later
And then flash that smile once again
To make such hateful words seem so beautiful

How foolish you can be
To claim love
Yet portray so much hate
Scar my heart and wound my soul

Mirror! Reflect on me
Put my torn soul on exhibition
Let me see the truth that lies in front of me
And see how foolish I can be
How foolish I have been
To see the foolishness in you but never in me