I am a fool, who plays at having a heart. <br />I am a fool, and now my life is falling apart. <br />I meant no harm in my caring ways, <br />I meant not to deceive you in these trying days. <br /> <br />I am crying inside, for I have made mistakes, <br />And for this my wounded heart aches. <br />Tragic is life when you hurt those you care for. <br />Tragic is life when you feel the love no more. <br /> <br />Life is full of pain; it’s full of disappointments, <br />And for these, there are no pills or ointments. <br />Just the pain of loss, with no love or forgiveness, <br />Just the bitter cold heart, and forever loneliness. <br /> <br />I have tried to be helpful and have made some mistakes, <br />And now for this my heart will always ache. <br />Understand that I do not regret my decisions, <br />But I must live with what I have done without revisions. <br /> <br />REB (FEB 2012)<br /><br />Rik Bertrand<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-fools-heart/
