A truth repeated seems defiant lie
to those who only hear replies they like.
Two minds will never settle on one why
while ego flarings alternating spike.

. This bullying has brought me to a point
from which I do not want to trust myself.
But I believe not all will be disjoint
and will not cease to reach for higher shelf.

The one I want to want me wants me not
while I the one who wants me do not want.
How tiresome is the weaving of each plot
to tease potential love my dreams to haunt.

I still will wander with a slender hope
of finding just enough of love to cope.