A Woman Alone

I know of no feeling as lonely as the one I feel now

I voiced my need to be heard,

but to deaf ears my need fell.

Instead I hear that I complain a lot.

Such is your fate to be strapped to a shrew.

A woman never satisfied is a poor sight, indeed.

A woman alone with her thoughts, her ideas, and her needs.

A woman once more betrayed by the one she loves most.

A woman  who will forgive and forget is strong and filled with courage.

A woman will move on because that is what must be done..

About theowoman

I have a M. A. in Theology, from St. Mary's University, S.A.TX. I am Clinical Pastoral Chaplain.
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