Bamboozle Poem by Living Experience

It’s hard for me to love you,
With our constant fight or flight,
It’s hard for me to trust you,
You’ve stripped me of the right.

Stripped me of the truth,
Of things I had a right to know,
Leaving me to ponder in my vises,
And you simply ran back home.

Even then I tried to be supportive,
Tried hard to be your friend,
You took my heart and crushed it,
It may take a while for it to mend.

I thought you understood me,
More than any other at the time,
You called me you’re earthly angel,
A special star that made you shine.

You told me that you needed me,
Felt more for me than anyone you knew,
You told me that you loved me,
Nothing you said was ever true.

You used me for the moment,
To find your words and voice your pride,
To take your life back from a bully,
Taking my energy for a ride.

When you had achieved your goal,
You simply tossed me a side,
Like that of driftwood in the ocean,
Endlessly floating to drown in the tide.

I know you said sorry,
So many time that I’ve lost count,
You just wouldn't let me go,
So your sorry casts some doubt.

You are called by many names,
A trickster, a swindler, a user, a thief,
People that steal others energy,
And leads other souls to grief.

Karma isn't just one sided,
Though it comes like a thief in the night,
Bringing comfort to those that are hurting,
And pain till the wrongs are made right.