By Mira
Date: 3 October 2000
Mea culpa
Yours was not the hand,
nor heart that broke mine,
and yet I failed to note
when my feelings were aching
that you had not rained the blows
or delivered the thousand paper cuts
that left my soul
spinning, distrustful
and so convuluted
that I strike out
wondering why I cannot move
cannot speak
and have managed to hurt
the heart I love best,
all unknowing.
Mea culpa...to my fault,
to my most greivious fault.
Back to the Heart-on-Sleeve Corner