My Ignorance

Ignorance is such a beautiful thing,

But oh how toxic it can be.

You poisoned my mind with words of beauty,

Songs of joy my heart did sing,

But now that I know the truth,

Your reputation has been tainted.

How perfect a picture of deceit you painted.

Your behavior is (for a lack of a better word) uncouth.

Some warned that trusting you would be unwise,

But an underlying dissonant chord grew.

Maybe deep down I always knew,

But you spout such symphonious lies.

You devoured my helplessness in a bite so vicious,

But I wanted to live in my reverie,

I didn’t believe the tales of your devilry.

To my morality I’ve become oblivious.

My rationality has become a hindrance.

How can I be wrong if I did not know?

The only beneficial thing now is to let go,

But never will I forget the beauty of my ignorance.