The dark heart

One presence mars a perfect evening,
The sharp words
The wounding behaviour
The using of another human being….
All came back at the same time,

The connection broken beyond repair
The strain too obvious
No, I didn’t want to be in the same room
With someone so cheap…
To think of a woman as a commodity !

The goodness and energy he had brought
Washed away as someone helpless came by
Taking advantage of the hours
Cheating serially… Not respecting
His wife or himself..

Why make a show
Of loyalty, camaraderie and good cheer
The strain of deceit, splits
The inner self…
And the cracks show the dark heart.

Categories: Daily Reflections

Tagged as:

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s