The supreme humiliation
It is fatal and for love completely unsurvivable,
much more than a crisis, worse than any trauma,
and it kills completely instantly
but leaves you scarred for life
with wounds that never heal but always ache
atrociously,
and you can never in your life
trust anyone again completely,
for it is the highest and the deepest treason,
and I am afraid it's also the most common one;
the trivial case when your own love
goes into bed with someone else.
Although you are not touched
it hurts more deeply than could any wound,
and the trauma stays for life.
The first time when it happened to me
I should have been wise enough
to learn to never trust my love again,
but then you fall in love again,
the same old trivial story is repeated,
and the wounds you tried to desperately cure
the hard way by repression
open up again in torments worse than ever.
Although I lost everything
my pride remains,
that I was always honest as a lover
and did never go to other beds
except my own of faithfulness,
where love was always kept impeccable
no matter how much it betrayed me.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2007-01-11 at 10:11
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