I paid attention when I wasn’t treated the same.
I paid attention when I didn’t get the invite.
I paid attention when I didn’t get a thank you.
I paid attention when I didn’t get the apology.
I paid attention when a room would go silent when I entered.
I paid attention when folks believed lies about me and never asked me.
I paid attention when they didn’t show up for me.
I paid attention when my important life events didn’t even get a congratulatory phone call or text.
I paid attention to the disrespect and yes I took it personally.
I paid attention when I solicit your prayers for either myself or my family and you went silent or ghost.
Just Know I Paid Attention….
So now I rarely leave my bubble, my space and I choose my peace every time. If I make it to an event I’m invited to consider it a blessing. I raised the bar for who has the pleasure to be around MY SPIRIT. Because I have a good one. Done fighting spirits that were created to take me off course...
- Author: Terria D.Alexander (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 7th, 2022 12:28
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
A nice poem written by a quiet and delicate soul; you should know you have feelings, but you are not your feelings, you can have feelings about your feelings therefore you are not your feelings, like we have thoughts, but yet and still; we can have thoughts about our thoughts, again because we are not our thoughts. Find yourself in the mist of it all, and know no unworthy individual deserve your attention.
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