There’s a hole in my heart
Self inflicted once again
My own ego punctured holes
Believing the unbelievable
Lanced through from my own ignorance.
Stepping in shit when I should know better
For dreams are just
Figments of imagination.
Long ago I learned
The difference between fantasy and reality
Reality hits you in the face,
Fantasy crushes your heart,
Leads you to unforgivable places
Where you imagine love lives
Only to find a barren desert.
Stranded, ridiculed, humiliated
While around you
The learned smile and shake their heads
Wondering why you never learn
Why you commit the same sin
Over and over, leaving you
Desolate, abandoned, useless
Ashamed of behaviours
That have left you shattered.
But knowing not too long from now
You’ll succumb again.
For that is the nature of your love.
Morpethroad 
…when will they ever learn, when will they ever learn? they keep singing…’n we keep on lovin’…
We are fools sometimes are we not..bu they say love does that to you….thanks for that musical comment….
A bit of a different tone from your other recent poems. Good as always.
Thank you Anja, they just come out that way, tomorrow’s could be blandly trivial. You just never know.
So bitter, so sad. I hope this is not reality for you.
Hello, some things enter my head and I explore the idea. There is always some of me in everything I write.
Oh the realities that hurt the soul. I wonder – are we the fools or are those hurtful realities simply the bad guys?
Thanks RoSy, one hopes they are the bad guys but so often we find ourselves committing the same mistakes over and over, such is the lure of someone’s love!!!
Reality can be very painful at times brilliantly done Michael
Thanks Yves, reality sucks sometimes, but that’s why it’s called reality…lol Thanks for the comment.
lol indeed
There is pain in this…is it a sin though if lessons are learnt along the way, sometimes not knowing what they are till much later, when the pain subsides. This was very good my friend.
Thanks Jenny, that is an interesting question. Maybe it is a sin if you knowingly commit it again, but that’s also stupidity.
I wouldn’t say a sin – love is blind as we know. Sometimes we can think there is something – when there is not, that is not stupidity – that is being human and living in hope.
Good point, my life is one big hope!!!
smiles wide – always believe in hope my friend (hugs)
Hope is a lovely four letter word
🙂
Oh my…the hard knocks of reality and the shattering of our heart through fantasy… sigh. Good poem though, very powerful!
Thanks Georgia for some of us it is a reality.
For most of us, fortunately at different moments.
Painful, honest, raw – wonderful work but I hope it doesn’t reflect your own feelings at the moment for any reason! 🙂
Thanks Helen, no a fleeting thought I followed, probably a bit of self reflection but I can’t afford to dwell on the negative.
Powerful. And so true. Oh the wind must be overflowing with the caution that’s been thrown to it, all in the name of love.
Thanks Linda. love is a powerful emotion.