A part stays there in the 4D space.
The fourth dimension of pain and suffering
With me, for eternity, that pain stays.
I still go back and visit that moment
The lines etched on my body forever.
The blood did dry, but I didn't escape
That betrayal leaves my body never.
That betrayal leaves my body never.
For the few times that I dream of escaping
There are people to bring me right there.
Because they know nothing else will hurt
The only red spot in an oft broken heart.
Really nice poem!!! But I think that most of the time it will do you a world of good to really, truly let go... not just forgiving... but actually letting go of that grudge you have been carrying... it really gives you a beautiful sense of freedom.
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