It never happened before, no, not to her

She was always the one, who rejected

Now she sat alone, with life, just a blur

Not even the water, in the pool, reflected

How she was feeling, deep down inside

An emptiness, filled, the whole of her belly

Passing her by, heard remarks, rather snide

Her heart broken in two, legs feeling like jelly

She tried to ignore, but it was so hard to do

All she wanted was a little love, and affection

But karma has a way of turning back on you

Its number one rule, no such thing as perfection

 

April Writing Prompts – Rules of rejection – Day 5/30

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