The pain, the sadness, the betrayal one can try to pin on another. You may think they have moved on and are happy, but are they?
The peripheral vision is taking in his eyes watching every move you make. He hates you? Total opposite, he will always love you.
Regret is a strong word when he did it to himself. Yet you still feel the slow burn of his eyes barreling in like an ocean wave.
Take a picture, or is the negatives just in your head. You see what you want to see.
Stop! See the real image, yourself looking in the mirror and say I am happy. I will not let anyone select what photo I see.
The pain is an illusion that does not exist, unless you let go!
- Author: Valerie Wilson (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 14th, 2022 22:08
- Comment from author about the poem: My experiences with pain of the mind. It’s all an illusion.
- Category: Reflection
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