I'Ve Forgiven, Not Forgotten
In spite of the willingness to forget,
I haven't found the strength to do that...
images with hurtful words return,
and inside your harmful laughs still burn.
I've forgiven, not forgotten...and the kind Lord
will remind me that He was mocked as I was;
but slowly I'll be able to get over this grudge of old,
and before you intentionally hurt someone with words.
Too dark, deplorable and hopeless was my outlook on life,
until I realized that forgiving someone liberates a soul held by a tight chain;
and without feeling any animosity or attempting to revenge this eternal dire...
I let it disappear from my view, never to remember it again.
I've forgiven, not forgotten...being equally unhallowed,
and the hesitation on my part was an unkind act of revenge;
I wanted total satisfaction by being emotionally tense,
but who is evoking guilt when the tides have been turned?
Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci
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