i have
an umbrella indoors
this way
when the other shoe
drops
it doesn’t bash me
on the skull

i put my faith
in the wrong things
for so long
it just
made sense
when they turned out
to be lies

trusted
the open smile
of deceit
learned an offer
in good will
is rarely
ever
so

the last time
i was made
a fool
for weeks
sent on
wild goose chases
of hope

but i refuse
to let the scars
turn
into armor
refuse
to let them
destroy my smile

hope
even false
serves a purpose
in the inevitable
let down
over the passage
of time

try
as they may
i have found
my salvation
in the arms
of
an angel