Assignment # 18: My Poem

Again fooled by another imposter.

Promising you have the power to heal and that hurt is far from your mind,
when in fact actions speak louder than words.

Giving everything I had, I lowered my barriers just to, blindly, have my heart taken out.

Thought of you as my best friend.

Slowly losing the only man I look up to as his mind slips away,

I gave you his place, just to be disappointed again.

I guess there really isn’t a perfect man.

Too bad hurting is the only way to find out.

When I was a little girl I would sit and dream.

Hoping I would find, find the perfect man.

Now that I can see, true reality tear drops fill my eyes,

Because there is no such thing as a perfect man.