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I trusted her...

I trusted her...
I let her in,
I warned her not to let it begin.

I told her I loved her,
Let her know I cared.
I...
I put down my guard.

I left myself bare,
I thought that she was real,
I let her know how I feel...

I gave her my heart,
She returned it with a thousand darts.
I trusted her...
I let her in.

She said she wouldnt give up on me,
She told me to follow my dreams,
She loved
that I cared about humanity.

Couldnt understand my insanity.
Why dont I see what a great person I am??
I am as vulnerable as a baby lamb.

I see the beauty, the pain, the hate.
I see the death, the life, the good, the great.
I even see the love, the shadows, the truth, the lies.
I see the cry of the dove, the gallows, and
the trust that dies...

We our surrounded by deciet and glory,
overwhelmed with our own painful stories
But I trusted her...
I let her in.

I told her I'd be there,
Both a lover and a friend,
Slowly my pain was coming to an end.
I trusted her...
I let her know.

She knows the secrets that,
made my heart so cold...

She brought flame and mad a fire,
my heart was burning with desire...
I believed it could be!
That it could happen to me!!

A passionate love of my very own,
instead of the dysfunction I have known!
I opened up, let her inside,
In her I would confide.

I trusted her...
I let her in.

This pain I feel,
I don't know if it will leave.
I trusted her...
She made me believe.

I DONT trust, it's how I survive.
I'm tired of getting hurt,
So I dont even try...

She came into my life,
She opened my eyes,
I thought why not
give love another try?

I told her I was damaged...
I was honest from the start.
She said she loved me,
I had a big heart.

My tears fall faster than rain,
With my big heart,
comes big pain.

I trusted her...
I let her in.

Never again will I trust
Somebody that much
My wounded heart
can't be touched.

I loved her with a passion deep inside
Once again my warm heart
becomes cold with disguise.

Now I'm broken an insecure...
I was just longing for something pure.
I feel like such a fool
I broke my biggest rule:
    I TRUSTED HER....
          I LET HER IN....
— EyeZ street geist, Jun 29, 2009

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Region, Country: California, USA

Favorite Poets: Sylvia Plath, Dickinson, Shakespeare, Rudyard Kippling, and others

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themoonman

themoonman

16 years 11 months ago

EyeZ...

your poem is only an ok read for me... I'm sure you won't like that take but it really isn't written with the reader in mind at all... seems to be more a letting out than a letting in. It could have been much shorter and covered all you did with it... but you could have also allowed the reader to feel, shared more, given more... Richard