Saturday, January 12, 2019

Poem: Two Ds

When I reach out and am met with no reply, it re-triggers a wounding.
I think:
Why is my time and energy seemingly not worth honoring?
Depending on the situation, I think:
Did I say too much?
Ultimately, I think: what did I do to warrant no replies?
Of course, you can be busy.
But if I have to reach out again and, possibly, again
It’s a D:
Yours stands for Dishonoring.
Mine, if I choose to accept it, Disempowering.