A thought…
Playing itself
out in his mind…
Like a small ball
continually bounced
back and forth.
He tired to erase it…
But it seemed the harder he tried,
the stronger the thought became.
It had exhausted him for days…
Rendered him
sleepless…Left him
with a an ache
in the pit of his stomach.
Why was it that this
one action
was so difficult?
He was a grown man…
Had seen and done much
during the course of
his life.
He swallowed hard…
Took a deep breath…
Now
making a conscious effort
to allow himself to
contemplate the thought…
To ponder the words…
To slowly say them
out loud…
“I’m sorry.”
He shuddered at the sound of his own voice
as the words escaped from his lips…
Ultimately deciding his pride
far more important.
Marlene,
Thank you so much for reading and commenting on my poem “Ultimately.” It’s appreciated so much!
You clearly describe the feelings surrounding such a powerful emotion such as pride, the internal struggle and the inability to overcome its power over us. Beautifully written and deeply enjoyed. Thank you for sharing.