Letting Go
In 2008, he show his face
and I did not recognize it.
All of a sudden, you got so angry,
causing a fight.
Now you know that was not right.
Do you think saying sorry is
suppose to make it better?
What did I do wrong?
It is hard to stop thinking,
did I deserve this, he said, “I do”.
I felt this way a long time trying
to wrap it around my mind.
Then Jesus said it was not me.
Satan was so busy disrupting
the good in him he took it out on me.
Letting go the affects of the fight with you
is not a place for me to be.
I am leaving you to heal so,
I can be free to get to know me.
So when the next man comes into my life
there will be no baggage of strife.
No feelings of defeat before it begins,
because that is, not how want it to end.
You know, this will never ever happen to me again.
Lord, knows I do not want to commit a Sin.
He will give me the strength to deal with
Whoever, comes my way.
I will wait patiently for that day.
Now, I am letting go of the hurt
to be free and again be me.
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