Bounding slowly through the air
hoping, praying, I'm headed somewhere
fields of strife will try to pull me down
but I will flex my heart and send it tumbling back to the ground
forward, flying, ignoring the darkness creeping
internal chiding, I should be sleeping
I refuse to allow the darkness to take me
it cannot steal me away
it will come and come and I will live to fight another day
wind blowing through my hair
a cape of heroism, for all to grab and tear
as I allow the rain drops to drip from my chin
wash away those I hold responsible for them
leave me my burden, do not add
for everyday you linger in my mind, I am sad.
Shoo away with you, the weight too much
stop stealing away from me a happy heart and gentle touch.
I will shine brightly without your corruption upon me
scurry away like the pestilence you are, let me be Free!
This is poem written about those who have hurt me so deep that I have a hard time pushing away from what they did to me. So easy to forgive, so much harder to forgive and takes even longer to heal from it all.
I totally get where you're coming from. People screw ya over...it's a part of life...I've learned to forgive, but not to forget...perhaps that's the hardest part, well that and giving other people a chance to prove you wrong
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