Abrupt

Abrupt.
Ignored warnings.
From dusk 'til dawn.
With games of trivia played,
Daily...
Going on.
With shoes once worn,
On another's feet...
Now fit with a tightness.
So tight that they squeeze.

It would be a relief,
Just to take them off.
But no opportunity comes...
And the expense of it,
Has it cost!
The pain now felt...
Is not someone else's loss.
The pain now felt...
Is personal.
And in private acknowledgement...
One can not sleep.
One at night...
Sweats in regret.
With a turning in a mind that's tossed!

Abrupt!
Without solutions to soothe!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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