That Interest Factor Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

That interest factor I once had,
Has packed.
It's gone.
To no longer wish to entice excitement.

And nothing that it has already experienced,
In an environment of minds clinging onto despair...
And recreating woes,
Can stimulate the generating of pep and vigor again.
It's just too exhausting to keep that kind of hope alive.

And I have struggled with the 'whys' and 'reasons',
People have such a priority...
To complain about their illnesses,
As 'if' picked and selected as custom made gifts.

I have prayed to stay with belief my showed devotion,
Would prove to anyone my loyalty could never be undone.
And the lesson I have learned is to dismiss the saying of 'never'.

That interest factor I once had,
Has packed.
It's gone.
To no longer wish to entice excitement.

However...
And I must say this,
My own happiness has not been affected.
It has been left intact without a need to have it shared.
More than anything I do care about that.

That interest factor I mentioned that I once had,
And has packed to leave to go...
Has been forwarded to a fresh destination.
Where appreciation stimulates,
Everyone's participation.