Self-infliction

I wonder,

after countless times of betrayal,

I still firm on believing you.

After every single disappointment,

I chose not to question;

but to have faith in you.

My heart sores at times;

with a wound that never heals-

bombarded with continuous perfidy and deception.

I might be asinine, foolish or witless,

to place trust on you,

but deep inside I still wanted to believe you,

all that left to me was endless torment and trauma.