And if you ponder long enough
On that disappointment in your heart,
You will realize you did mostly right on your part.
But you looked around when you were
Not supposed to peek,
When you encountered the brute path,
You avoided the very route you chose to seek.
You were exhausted so you
Let go off your shield-
That strike was meant to cut through,
Slit you into pieces.
Yes. You were meant to learn to pick them up ( your pieces)
Join them.
Feel it burn.
Glance at the scars.
Remind yourself constantly:
"Although I- and only I am responsible
For the disappointment I bear,
Now, I am a new person, especially now; I've learnt.
I've grown. I'll do better, only better."
Then it is merely a game of patience as you watch how well
the recipe to disappointment's farewell executes.