It's all I used to feel:
Bitter, angry, hateful.
The pain never goes away...
It's always piercing my heart,
A physical pain.
Yes, there was all that anger
Holding back my happiness.
"Why?"
That was the only question I had.
I still do.
But I decided to let it slide.
Just as the water moves down the slope,
So too I let myself flow away
And take my own time.
Hatred.
This is what has disappeared.
Pain exists,
But there is no hate, no rage,
No bitter thoughts and behaviour.
The first rays of the sun have come out.
The sky is a cloudless blue.
It's beautiful.
