directions back to me

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There is a coming back to me but it will not be easy. The directions are so simple yet so hard. First you must go back down the path of memories and open your eyes to the things you were too far one to see. Next if you can, make your way to my mother. Fall on your knees breaking your pride, beg her for forgiveness for the early hell you put her through. Once you have begged for the forgiveness for which you will never receive. If you still care, find your way to me. Walk off your path or redemption through the path of acceptance. Be careful for you might get lost in the fog or regret. If you make it to me, don't bother with a meaningless apology in attempt to be forgiven so that little monster under your bed will stop chewing you away because that monster was never there. I have already forgiven you, but make no mistake I will never forget. So, there Is one of a million pounds lifted off your back but this journey is far from over. Once you have left me broken and emptied of the things that make me who I am and once again you have left me. You hit a cross road. Left, or right? One, or another? Forgiveness, or hatred? Either way you risk both. Only no matter how many times you are forgiven no one will forget the person we know you are. No matter what you do I will never believe this fabricated lie of a new you. All I will see in your eyes is the tears that have fallen for you, none of which you were there to wipe away. All I will see in tour smile is the one you took from me. All I will see in you is what you did to me.