so free was I
or so I thought
of all the pain from that betrayal
til without warning there it was
thought watching the mental video ~~~
so caught up in the view of all
that once pierced me to the core
reliving what happened returned the shock
would I need heal “victim” once more ?
and yet just beyond that question, a tender nudge came
“sweetest one held and safe are you
no past can return and pull you back in
you’re about the now’, yes this is true.
and so I heeded that nudge
affirming I am free
must see memory’s pull
can’t influence thought or bound me…
maybe instead I’ll hold this hope
that just as I have grown
so have those from my past
so too, their now, they own.
and though we may not see eye to eye
the sting of what occurred
can not linger in thought or imprison me
when about the now, of this I’m sure.
perhaps we each can remember and try
to be patient with our days
if memory pulls thought to respond
refuse to and stand in love, right here,
yes, lemme count the ways.