You hurt me today
You returned — into my life Seduced — one another Again I fell — in love
You hurt me today
Your passions at home — unfulfilling To me you turned — wanting Lustful needs — yearning
You hurt me today
Your wanton sexual desire — fulfilled My love fueled passion — used My soul — discarded
You hurt me today
There was another — more importantly cherished I was the other — negligibly acknowledged Insignificant and inconsequential
You hurt me today
There were no more fantastical moments Not even a few seconds to share You no longer had need
You hurt me today
You thought I felt — neglected It was — scathing rejection Cruel — abandonment
You hurt me today
You proclaimed — I am done You flat out said — fond memories You made it clear I am — no longer appealing
You hurt me today
Why? I don’t matter The answer is that simple
You hurt me today
I write of the damaged and broken, because that is the norm.
For each person who overcomes their demons, there are hundreds,
if not thousands, who do not. It is their stories I tell.
“Who am I?”
I am an independent, self-published teller of tales, an author, as of yet, scarcely any renown.
However, as a storyteller, I know who I am, and with that persona, I am both confident and comfortable.
I invite you to visit my website,
and/or Amazon Author Pages
if you are so inclined please purchase a copy
and leave a review.
Thank you,
Joe