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Writer's pictureSam John

Abandoned.

Poetic Prose 3.


Abandoned…


The pain feels unrelenting.

It’s unmistakable.

It’s heartbreakingly familiar.

And my heart simply wants to rest.

I give. I give. I give. I refuse to take. I give. And I love.

And I’m at peace.


Yet…

When the pain hits.

When I feel forgotten. Used. Abandoned. Hurt. Left for Dead.

I can’t help but question who I am and how I am perceived.

My heart aches but it also longs.

It longs to love and care for people in a way they’ve never experienced.

It’s realized that it is oftentimes too much for those who expect too little.

But I WILL LOVE. Unapologetically.

Unceasingly. Till my body and soul ache once again.

Because it has always been worth it.


A reflection of the love that saved my life. My Jesus’ love.

Unrelenting. Altruistic. Unconditional. Love.


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