Each time she fell
She sat alone
Nursing her wounds
Vowing “NEVER AGAIN”
Thinking “Never Ever”
Never letting anyone close
Sparing them the pain,
Or was it for herself?
She thought,
If I did this long enough
I would never need anyone
Never Depend on anyone
Never want anything
Being self-contained
Life would be bliss.
Two decades past
Since she made the vow
Yet, she watches in vain
The beautiful patterns of hurt
Always ending with a vow-
Of “Never Again’s and the Never Ever’s”
She sighs, “I must be Insane.”
P. S. I wrote this after I read an account of a fellow blogger feeling grateful as she was going through life changes. Thank you Cygnet for being the Muse.
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