Forgiving Us – A Poem by Biyai Garricks
I can’t remember,
How It all began,
The Fear,
The Shame,
The Guilt,
The Lonliness,
The Longing,
The Ugliness,
The Distance,
The Loss,
The Uncertainty,
The Certainty.
Maybe it was when I found out about them,
Maybe it was when he said those words that pierced like a knife,
Maybe it’s when he looks past me when I stand naked,
Maybe it’s because he doesn’t need to hold me at night anymore,
Maybe it’s because he’s still here,
Maybe it’s my sobbing and crying and sobbing and crying,
Maybe it’s my constant need of him,
His presence,
His words,
His touch,
Him.
Maybe it’s because I want to be everything he needs,
His Air,
His Sun,
His Moon,
His Star.
Maybe it’s because I can never be enough,
Maybe It’s because I am me.
But now…….
It’s over!
Not because he says so,
but because I do,
because I choose to destroy this shrine,
Where I have worshiped at his feet,
For years and years and years and years,
Sacrificing my most treasured possessions,
Giving and giving and giving and giving,
Until there is nothing left to give.
So,
As I start again from nothing to something,
Putting one foot in front of the other,
Wishing I had listened to my dear mother,
Wishing I had listened to my heart,
I am on this long painful journey to healing,
Healing all wounds old and new,
Healing from the words or the lack of them,
Healing from the pain and shame,
Healing from the rejection,
The mind games,
The lies, lies, lies and more lies,
Healing from who I had become,
Healing,
Forgiving,
Forgiving myself,
Forgiving him,
Forgiving them,
Forgiving us,
Forgiving us,
Forgiving us.
Deep…
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Thank you!
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Yep. I get that.
Bless you as you rise from those ashes dearheart.
Cyber Hug.
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Thank you dear. Cyber Hug Back!
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