False Hope

about someone i thought i knew...

There was a time

When you and I,

I thought, I thought,

We had a chance.

 

But now I know.

 

The truth was free

About your other life

That I never tried to see.

I  thought, I thought,

 

I knew the truth.

 

Inside I kept a false hope

Opened wide

And climbed the rope

To safety from my mind.

 

But now I know

 

That mistakes are worse

Than those we realize

Because you truly don’t

Believe you’re hearing lies.

 

I know the truth,

 

But can’t accept the fact.

I thought, I thought,

We had a chance.

Alas, I see how wrong I was

                        And truth be told, I think I always knew.

 

Author's Note

you dont necessarily need to know who this is to, or about i suppose, to understand the meaning. try to relate it to your own relationships.

Reviews

[Murphy]

This is rather chilling.... makes one wonder. I could almost hear this poem being recited...

But now I know
I knew the truth
But now I know
I know the truth

I don't know... maybe you could tighten it up a little (don't ask me how because I tend to like it the way it is), but I like the overall meaning... it's relative to most of us at one time or another. The important thing is that you let it out... nice work, Sara.

[Andromeda]

it wasnt your best, but it was still quite fantastico. i really like the format you used.

[Gary Alexander Azerier]

Hello again, Sara,
You know, there is, of course, a core to this (I think, I think)...
An idea replete with feeling
It seems to me
To be squeezing in to a poem's clothes
And set a reader reeling...!

Seriously, what I am trying to convey is: You've got something to say...but you might try working on, at least some meter...tp smooth it out...balance it. After all...it is a poem!

GA

[PhoeniX]

everyone goes through something like that once in a while. and we do hope that the person we see is truly the person we see inside and out. but as this poem tells, the person wasnt so true. your rhythm was unquestionable. i liked this very much. keep it up!

[Wolfwind Words]

Happens alot, unfortunately. You poem flows and tells the tail well.
It seems we all meet those that have a secret life, or a mask that keeps us from viewing who a person truly is.
Good Write!

[lost sock]

Bah! I hate it when people wear masks. Someone always gets hurt! And as depressing as this poem is, even more depressing is the fact that things like this happen all the time. =/

"Inside I kept a false hope
Opened wide
And climbed the rope
To safety from my mind."

^I really like that part and the last two lines.