A LUNCH OF WORDS WITH ONE'S SELF

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JOURNAL#26

where do I go from this point

happiness cocooned in rejection

what a sickening image

that brings to mind

let it go Melissa

just let it go

their problems

are not your problems

yet, in my soul it hurts

that I'm thought so little of

especially when I, myself care so

much

ah, but foolish, sentimental hearts

find themselves all too easily

trampled upon

I am just another discarded casualty

of careless handling

looking across a courtyard

at what could have so beautifully been

a better alliance

but is only now

litter and dust

at my disbelieving feet.............

(written April 25, 2001 2pm India time)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

again about the shock of how his family first treated me.....

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