The Fool I AmA Poem by Mia Rockwell
In those moments when you think you actually found something enjoyable, it leaves you.
And you stand there like the fool you are. The fool I am. To think I had found someone who I could come to withstand. To talk to, laugh with...trust? I've slipped and fell again. He picked me up into a fantasy land only to crush it with the mask I had not seen. I've no more time for figurative day dreams. Oh the fool I am. © 2014 Mia Rockwell |
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