Here we go again
Darkness black as night
The things I hoped were real
Was it
Or just a lie?

My hopes my needs
Just shadows in relief
I thought it was love
Or was it just a mirage
fooling me

I hoped I prayed
Lost in my own tale
The truth was more blatant
The actual more real

She said the right things
I stupidly believed
For just a moment
I dared to have dreams

Touched … I felt it
I allowed the moment to be
In that instant It was made real
If only to me

Can I trust again
Could I open and be me
To let her know
The actual me?

It’s always been bad
To show them the truth
To step to the light
To let it be
Seen

The shield lowered
If only for a chance
But when it all came in focus
It was more darkness
It made no sense

Empty promises
Golden words lined with tin
Stolen chances
Pain
Again

In the end
What was left ?
Broken promises
And one standing alone
Me

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe