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The Unforgiven

dear child

this world has too much hate,
selfishness and despair
people with nothing else but malcontent in their heart
that fuels their passions of vanity

you must not bear ill will towards anyone
it only consumes you from within
turning you into those whom you loath so
and paints your spirit with never ending malice

do not avenge wrong done to you
once it starts, the cycle never ends
it mutates to boundaries beyond
and blinds you from life's ultimate purpose

dear mother

it is too late -
I am already burned
my soul is darkened with hate
and the sadism of vengeance

I no longer deserve the tenderness offered me
the passions in life I long for
I am unclean of spirit
of hell only destined

dear friend

hate in your heart
is only the hate you bear against yourself
for all the things you have done
to make you feel unworthy of life

healing comes from letting go
you must forgive yourself
it is impossible I know
but it is the only way

dear lover

I cannot offer you myself
I am tainted by my misdeeds
I will only bring you pain
I will only weigh you down with the hell that is my soul

I cannot be forgiven
I cannot let go
my life's end is my only penance
do not cry for me, I am not worth it
I shall sleep upon death's bosom

dear daughter

the crosses we bear
are our salvation
to have a conscience
is to be human

guilt leads to repentance
a liberation from denial
a release from hades
a haven for a fractured soul

that which is broken can be mended
that which is torn can be sewn back together
that which is cracked filled up
that which is shattered remade

forgiveness waits for you with open arms
always calling your name in quiet stillness
her voice the balm for the heart
her warmth the rest your heart longs for

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Anonymous said…
yes it is so

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