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Love hurts

When you love,
you get hurt.
Even the tiniest, almost meaningless little things hurt.
Even the slightest betrayal kills.

The pain flows, unbidden.
Uninhibited, it engulfs my every sense.
How not to love so much,
so that it won't as much.

The faith is blinded to believe that what is true is what I see,
I refuse to see beyond, refuse to think.
I see only what my mind interpretes is correct,
I dismiss the blatant truth for the truth of love.

When the bitter reality stings,
it is only then that furious denial sweeps though me,
unable to assimilate the truth while unable to deny it also.

Love has always hurt,
always weaving beautiful fairytales
before removing the earth underneath my feet.
The faith lost once again, bitterness filtering through.

Still, I fall in the same trap over and over again,
swearing not to love again,
yet finding some new love ,
and getting hurt once more.
The same cycle repeated over and over again.

How to stop the engulfing pain from taking hold of my every cell,
how to numb the feelings once more.
The heart too fragile, gets swayed easily by beautiful words.
But then, it is long since I strengthened it,
taught it that love only brings about pain.
The heart never listens, choosing to follow whoever it wants,
leaving in the aftermath only shambles of me,
uncaring of its own state.



Poetry by broken soul
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Written on 2012-07-19 at 13:34

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