Victimized By Old Butterflies
I walked out on you so you could walk out on me.
It was painful to see your tears but it would be worse if you knew about the scars that I didn’t want you to perceive.
A broken heart hurt by others who only deceived and took advantage of someone who wanted to believe.
I didn’t want to become a beast of burden so I chose to flee.
I am dying inside because I can’t breathe without you yet I am still drawn to you like a moth to a flame.
Yet because of my past I must hold on to this secret shame.
Sadly I only have myself to blame.
I want to love and be with you but I am worried it will turn out the same.
Rejected by the one who I love and feeling the pain that inside I will die.
Asking myself why do I put myself through this torture and say more goodbyes?
Inside I internalize the anguish that came from love succumbing to more lies.
I recall once again being victimized by old butterflies.
Copyright © Marcie Wodlinger | Year Posted 2012
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