Naive

What  a fool wasn’t I

How deaf can one be?

So blind to see what happens

Vividly in front thee

You did not even hide

How you were using me

Not half a camouflage

Not even a moustache size

Disguise

But I, naïve Girl,

Ignored the

Warning plea’s

From those who

Weren’t blinded

Your faux kindness.

Walked straight in the

Fire you set for me

Although I have avoided

The mere snares

Set by others.

I lulled myself

To sweet oblivion

By the reassuring notion

That I knew you long enough

That age didn’t matter all

That much.

But hunter

Hunts the weakest prey

I should have listened

To warnings that urged me

To stay away.