Selfish

Selfish Man

by: onelilartist (blog name)
He said he'd never met a heart

as tender as my own.

That I was what his soul had searched for

languishing alone.

His favorite word, "SOMEDAY", he'd use

quite often of OUR lives,

A fool am I who did not see

those selfish alibis.



He played me like an autoharp,

just strumming me along.

I thought he wanted honesty

and sang for him my song.

He used me like an old dish rag,

then tossed me to the side.

I loved the man I thought he was.

I feel my heart has died.



I guess I should have known it

since I've been this road before.

But never have I trusted one

with all the dreams I bore.

It couldn't hurt me more if I

had taken white hot lead.

The "sweetest heart" I ever knew

played mind games in my head.



I think that I must surely be

the dumbest thing alive,

But I am strong and quick and tough.

I know I will survive.

It's just that now when I awake

There's no song in my heart.

Had I but known 'twould end like this,

I'd never made the start.



Oh, silly me, why should I think

That he would treat me best?

He lives with wife of many years.

Is she loved more? Nay, less.

I've fallen for the oldest lie

since God proclaimed it sin.

Adultery is theft of love,

with one more Selfish Man.



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