Disappointment Not Rare Poem by SARAH A. STRUSZCZYK

My thoughts turn back to yesterday
the day plays over and over inside my head
acting as if I'm okay
when really my emotions are dead.
Settling for a partial you
accepting the way you were
not knowing the things you would do
too much of a shock when they did occur
my heart became immune to your lies
the pain you caused just numbed my emotions
would crumble up the minute I was able to be alone to cry
hiding the disappointment covering with devotion.
the biggest step was walking away
leaving you alone to walk this path
not knowing whether you'll be okay
i had to get out and get out fast