Indifference numbs
like an arctic wind
disinterested eyes divide
Minds torn
Wasted seeds underfoot
crush hope
solitude welcomes
hurt distances
tears wash away
unsaid words
care slips
down invisible walls
haughtiness crowns itself
pride can’t receive
nay, won’t receive
refuses to need
ingratitude lies
jealousy weaves; entraps
to deceive
manipulate
compassion forgives
loneliness returns
hope is forlorn
yet ever expectant
Trudy Smith©
A Peace of My Mind 