Bits


I asked God to give me the grace
To forgive someone today.
To be honest,
I did not want to forgive them at all.
The wound was too fresh,
The betrayal still stuck to my heart
Like bits of tar.
I looked out our window
And watched the scene play out
Beyond my control and out of my hands
Feeling helpless and cornered.
I felt used up and empty.
Hands were shaking hands over a signed paper,
While my hands were shaking at my sides
But I asked God for strength to forgive today.
Because what else could I do
Except keep myself composed
And pretend I hadn’t just been stabbed
- Emotionally stabbed of course.
But it still hurts.

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