Sour Reflux
It was a
reflective decision
to the sour reflux
I endured;
The acerbic response
she gave to my
suggestion, was
quite shocking...
...but not,
altogether,
surprising,
after all.
... after all
that I had experiences,
rejection: time and time,
again, and again.
So why did it matter,
the words of yet another,
the vibration of destruction,
the assault on my self-confidence?
Perhaps,
that time,
I just had
more than enough.
So, I took the path,
less taken:
Thus, I closed my heart
from ever feeling...
...pain...
...again...
...but, ironically,
That is how I opened:
My mind to my own suffering,
My soul to my own experience,
My heart to true connections,
My life to my own happiness.