This is a poem I wrote on June 21, 2010.

“But, Not By Me”

In the face of failure,

Fear handed us our altered perception

Of truth,

Of belief,

Of promises,

Of love,

Of you,

And of me.

Perhaps through my tears,

You’ll learn to find your way.

Perhaps through my words,

You will learn to not burden

My heart –

And you’ll choose not to stay.

Perhaps through your poison,

I’ll learn how to reclaim

My soul.

Perhaps through your words,

I’ll learn how to not be

Played for your

Fool.

Your poison continues to

Suffocate my trust in you

And my belief in us.

Your promises remain empty

With insincerity.

Your love is

Conditional – at best.

And without you ..

There is no me.

Or

So you think.

My existence

No longer resides

In your hands.

My heart

No longer depends

On your love.

Our dreams no longer

Intertwine.

As I search for

The perfect shooting star

To place my hopes

Upon.

Once again.

My heart

Was misguided under

Your negative influence

And opinion of me.

The words you speak.

Your poison.

And the secrets

You’ve chosen to keep.

Perception.

In the face of failure,

Is altered,

But, not by me.

Did you not see

My tears?

Did you not hear

Your words?

Did you not see

My love?

Did you not hear

Your lies?

Perception.

In the face of failure,

It is altered.

But, not by me.