The Day Was Nigh

When I said that a day was coming,
When I would cry no more tears,
Or even verbalize exactly how I was feeling;
I was sure it would come to pass,
Just like today, and would soon be past.
I expected it not to be longer,
Nevertheless, I remained patient towards it;
Took in all the insults and shame and hate,
To have myself preserved, for a better death.
This isn't about death,
It's about how I have maneuvered all this time,
What I did and what I needn't do again;
In my mistakes,I have earned lessons,
Good and bad-
And through my waiting,I have gotten the deliverance.
It is going to go away but not forever,
But it's not something that should keep me down,
When I can live with it till the years go into history.
What I can not change,I have adapted to live with-
And that's how life moves on.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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