If You Really Cared Poem by Melanie Walendowsky Baker

If you really cared,
then why did you leave me;
with doubts and bouts
of confusion and rage?

Who is the man
who once I knew?
I'm afraid, really,
that you never were true.

For truth is unbending
when it is real.
It stays and supports
and with truth you can feel.

But now I'm unsure
of what it all meant.
You've chosen your ghost
and now memories are bent.

Twisted and distorted
is what it's become.
You've betrayed and deluded,
and now I am numb.

Was truth a deception?
Was it mere hope?
Did I want to believe
in a much larger scope?
-To what I had seen before there was you;
-To what I unfelt but with it be through.

(Curitiba,20 May,2009)