by C. A. Pruit

Created on: April 06, 2009

Alone and rejected once more, I sit reflecting on the images of my life!

Countless times have I offered my heart, only to see it tossed upon the trash heap!

I risk because I'm searching, seeking for my kindred heart!

I have often felt a glimmer of hope, as some would tease with faint praise!

But the reality of it all, to them my heart seems a toy!

A trinket to play with, a brief distraction for their life!

I am an amusement, like a clown in a circus!

Over and Over I give my all, and time after time feel the sting of rejection!

But I keep trying, seeking, longing, hoping to find that special confidant!

I sit alone, reflecting on life, while to others, my heart seems a toy!

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