Collateral Damage

You bring me flowers
after the rain
Thoughtful gestures
Romantic, sincere
I settle into a cocoon
of forgetfulness
Languishing
in your attention
Misread, phony
Serving a purpose,
but not mine
I cannot be bought
I am here
I am real
I was born at night,
but not last night
Seeing it for what it is
About you and what
money can buy
I am collateral damage
to be written off
Easy come, easy go
without the bat
of your eyelid
I will swallow my pride
one more time
Disappointment
a bitter pill to swallow
but each time
I become more immune
 

Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

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34 thoughts on “Collateral Damage”

1. Strong and courageous !

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   1. Thank you so much ☺️

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      1. You’re welcome 🙂

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      2. You’re welcome!

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2. I was born at night but not last night! Great message here Christine

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   1. Thank you so much dear Sadje ☺️💕

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      1. You’re welcome 😉

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3. Can the damage be undone…

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   1. Thanks, as always Ivor, ☺️ I always appreciate your music too.

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4. Sometimes we have to grow though such painful experiences – it’s easy to cocoon ourselves in forgetfulness but eventually we have to get tough and face the truth.

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   1. Thank you Ingrid. I think this has happened to many of us at some point in our lives. It is recognizing it and doing something about it that is important. ☺️💕

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5. “I cannot be bought I am here I am real”…such a strong message, Christine! ❤️

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   1. Thank you dear Punam. I always appreciate your kind words ☺️💕

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      1. My pleasure, always. 🥰

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6. No doubt many will go through the same feelings some time in their relationship. Some will overcome their problems, others will realise they have made a mistake.

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   1. Yes and unfortunately some will choose to ignore those feelings 😢 Thanks for reading ☺️

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7. Tough times, but I like her strength. “I was born at night…but not last night.”
   -Well Done- Christine

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   1. Thank you my friend. Yes, she didn’t just fall off the turnip truck! ☺️

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8. Wow! I like the play on words and layers of meaning in this, Christine.

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   1. Thank you so much Lynn. I really appreciate it ☺️💕

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9. The maturity that’s hardwon in and through pain is so beautifully expressed.

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   1. Thank you Dora. I appreciate it very much ☺️

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10. “I was born at night,
    but not last night”
    That line is great!

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    1. Thank you Jenna! I’m happy you liked that line ☺️

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11. So much to love here, maturity, self awareness as well as what goes on in the world with the power to battle through 🙂 just beautiful!

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    1. Thank you so much Sanaa. I really appreciate it ☺️💕

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12. Yes, tolerance is not always a healthy thing at all. I enjoyed the insight that is woven through the pain. She is stronger than she knows.

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13. Hopefully she moves forward with greater strength and clarity.

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    1. Yes, I’m sure. Thanks Grace☺️

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14. No to be bought… alas there are many who think that people will bend to the will of gold.

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    1. It’s so true Bjorn. I tend to go the other way, unimpressed 😕

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16. Wow! So powerful, insightful and raw!! Awesome!
    xoxo
    😘💕😁🌹

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    1. Thanks dear Chuck ☺️ As always, I appreciate your kind words and support 🥰

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