Friday

My brain is full, it's going to explode
There's a lot to take in, an overload.
Words and words just pour out of you
If only they were followed with action too.

Untruths, Scramble, Hurt, Deceit
Your words and promises list like a receipt.

You made me feel worthy, said all the right things
Excitedly plan time away, to live like kings.
And of course those plans soon disappeared
Quicker than even I had first feared.

I should have known, trusted my gut
Though my heart took over, avoiding the 'but'.
I wanted to believe you, the 'you and me'
But it was just a mere wild fantasy.

Then came the first cancelled plan
Releasing those worms from the can.
Double booked, forgot, not feeling it
How did I think we could possibly fit?!

And yet I, again, ignored my intuition
Trusted your plans would come into fruition.
But they never did, you didn't follow through
And I was left unwanted, discarded by you.

So now I'm having to start all over again
Pick myself up, unscramble my brain.
Patch up my heart, convince myself it's not me
Just another man with no accountability.