I am filled with an emptiness.
Something has been torn away.
Stolen without my ever having known it was there.
Where did it go?
The pain is numbing.
The anger poisonous, anger at myself.
Not knowing,
Not thinking.
My heart reaches out for love and
The thread of my pain touches others…
Who shrink away at my touch.

O The agony!
Knowing where the fault lies.
Knowing I am the cause.
My action has triumphed
Over my intent… my need…
To be loved.

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