How Foolish

You weren't there when my pains were inflicted.
That is why you believe the pain I receive from you,
Should have some special meaning!
Something that is going to affect my stride.
OR the pride I carry!
Perhaps my dignity and self confidence,
Is falsified?
Is that what you're thinking?
You have no idea how foolish your actions are.
Or the steps of the depths of my recovery!
You think my life lived has been without heartbreak,
And blood shed?
I hope you don't think I stay at home baking cookies?
Even though,
I must say...
I do enjoy cooking!
When I say, 'I am blessed! '
Trust me...
I AM blessed!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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