I'm supposed to
let the past go
It's so hard
It tempers every decision
every knee-jerk reaction
All become suspect
because of one
abuser
So my now, my future
though innocent
'til proven
guilty
gets blamed
anyway
for shades of meaning
I attach to words
which
are simply
and
exactly
what you say
nothing more
nothing less
But I fear
imaginary hurts
and condemn you
my soul-mate
to be hanged
and me to
live in pain
for I cannot
let the past go
You have been busy, I am guessing. Suddenly several of your pieces show up in my reader.
ReplyDeleteI relate to this one. Ugh.
Yes, you can. You just won't. Because you're silly.
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