Forgiveness
Green plaid, black vans. What I
remember from that day. Fake
smiles and crude jokes are
what kept you occupied they
say. You laughed. Not a care
felt from you. Guilt maybe, but
yet it was still a joke to you.
Looked into my eyes and just
fed me lies. I won't tell you,
but just know. That day a little
piece of me died. A weight on
my heart I wore every day. A
weight I prayed would just go
away. But today I write this,
tears on my cheeks so long
afterwards yet my heart still
feels weak. I've asked for the
patience, so that I may forgive.
Forgive you for the pain that I
felt so hard that day. I thought
that was through. It was over
with now, but a single thought
brought back and I'm weeping
softly as my head bows. I've
prayed and wailed for peace
within, but I cannot hope for
peace if I have not truly
forgiven him. In time this will
pass and my heart will feel
new. And on that day will the
words be said "I've finally
forgiven you".
Copyright © Aleise Kebreau | Year Posted 2014
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