Sometimes it takes a little longer to forgive but not so much to forget
I don't ever know if I could
I don't know if I could even imagine
Forgiving them
Forgiving her
Forgiving him
I look at him and think
It wasn't supposed to be Hell
But that's what they
made it out to be
Into my own personal Hell
I just wish I could be absolved
from it entirely
From the evil
that they brought into the house
that was supposed to be our home
There's just so much pain
Nails biting and teeth grinding
Skin prickling at the thought of returning to that horrid place
Too much broken glass
Too many broken egg shells
Too many memories scored on my heart and in my brain
In the flashes of my mind
Lord, I'm sorry, but I don't know if could forgive them
Not yet, not now
I don't know when or where
If I'm even able
to find it in my heart to do so
You know how I am
You know what kind of bruises are still marred deep inside my tissues, to the bone
I've been cut open to many times
I don't want to be dissected
To be studied
Because I've simply had
a shitty childhood
In the end, however,
History will not be repeated
Forgiveness will be given
For You have the power
So why not also give us the power
to do so, to forgive?
It may seem implausible
But one day I will forgive
Because of You, I will forgive
Through You, that is my power
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Unspoken Truths
PoetryThis poetry collection delves into the silent battles we face, the emotions we rarely voice, and the experiences that shape our identities. Each poem serves as a mirror, reflecting my innermost thoughts and vulnerabilities. From heartache to hope, I...
