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Self pity?
That's not what I wanted to hear,
Looking with my mind's eye,
Listening with my heart's ear.
Me?
Feeling trapped with this anger,
It's no longer even around:
What put my world in danger,
What made me bang the ground and yell
Without moving a single muscle
or uttering a single sound.

Or have I invited it here?

Irrationally demanding that people in the past
Treat me differently?
Demanding that reality be different,
Something other than what it was?
Mucking about?
I guess it makes no sense.
You argue that
I needed those people to teach me
Who to invest in.
Who not to invest in.
It had to happen that way.
It was exactly as it needed to be.
A shrink's take on grace.

You say that I know something of human pain.
I have not only scars and bruises,
But more importantly,
Depth.

(Oh yeah, sure.)

I'll never reap the fruit of a poisoned tree.
I'll never ignore the knot in my stomach
When different versions of the same
Come walking around.
I'll never get down on my knees again
Without consulting my intuition.
It had to be this way.
It's a reasonable possibility.
I learn to accept.
It has to be this way.
Goodbye.

. . .

Linford Detweiler