628 The Gamble [24 July 2004]

Alone again,
for here do I stand.
I imagined beauty,
a soul I could care for,
and I lost once more
in my gamble
for someone to want.
Fool! Cries my heart,
berating itself for believing,
slowly killing itself
with a slow, painful shuddering stop.
Forever scarred, forever alone.
Where I am meant to be.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

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