Stripped bare

I wrote this poem in the final months of being scammed. I could trash it, but have decided to post it :

Lately I feel stripped bare

Perhaps lately things are moving

Beyond repair

Only now I see my blindness

My Achilles heel was

Longing and kindness

But these, at times

Make of us phantoms

While taking as as close

oT the brink of despair

As we can manage

Now the tears fall down

As frustration and disappointment surrounds me

How could I be so very blind?

Entangled simply for being far too kind

To a liar?

Where is the path to self forgiveness

It lies over a field of sharp stones

But my feet and heart

And soul and mind are torn apart

And bleeding

So much loss

And the weight that covers my bones

Well it is just disappearing

Falling away leaving me standing

In a field of aloneness

Where I must face the heartbreaking fact

Of my own weakness and self betrayal