Lessons
its different somehow if I do the ending
but when someone ends with me
the little one inside the woman
cries
and feels abandonded and wonders why...
of course it had to be
the world is full of beginnings and endings
some pleasant and acceptable to both
other endings
harsh and unforgiving....
why must I be on the end of the latter one?
i know i have many many things to learn
about
emotions
those ponderous and sometimes tumultious feelings
that threaten to either overwhelm
and challenge
and I know it would be so very easy to slide into the victim role
a usual place where the dark side of my skin lies
and the light side of my skin
struggling with empowerment for the longest time
is there
can finally understand
there is no lose and there is no win
there is no you and there is no I
there is that place of understanding
where emptiness is all
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