Poisoning of the Mind– Indeed, And it is or was a poisoning of my mind which led to the demise of my true LOVE. The routine of daily life and the years of mistreatment reached a boiling point when I made accusations. I have been told by elders: that to accuse a good woman of misdoing and to be wrong, is the worst cut that you can deal that person. I can say from experience that I concur. Time also was not my friend, as I made no attempt to mend my words quickly. I was blind and wrong to have taken for granted the LOVE and care that was being expressed to me.