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He Tells Me

by Joan Serratelli

He tells me

he loves me

He tells me

that I am

his only love

He holds me

in the highest regard

and then

he turns around

and spits on me

WHY?

...
BECAUSE

WHY

...

BEACAUSE

He is NOT a man

He is hateful

He haughts me

I do not love him

I do not hate him

I am completely

devoid of any

feeling


I AM NUMB!

06/05/2010

Posted on 06/05/2010
Copyright © 2026 Joan Serratelli

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 06/05/10 at 06:20 PM

And sometimes numb is the best place to be....again, you speak the pain-filled reality of this world. JUst please try to remember, one of the greatest acts of courage is having to face every day of life feeling unloved.Thanks.

Posted by Glenn Currier on 06/06/10 at 03:20 AM

Sometimes numb is like a soft wall that protects our psyches and helps us till we get to a place where we can feel and be our selves again. Thanks for honesty. Blessings.

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