memories lesson?
By scenarist
The pain that torments my mind, replays itself time, after time. And if the hurt is not sufficient, I suffer it's reproach as if I'm still in it. It festers and itches like a blistering wound-- burning,and bare!--To replay this am I forever doomed? Like bagage it acompanies me. Always there, never unpacked;like destiny! Reminding me of experiences too hard to let go. Reminding me to hide my hurt!--Never let it show! Trailing right beside me at each of lifes stations. Devouted, and faithful no breaks for vacation. Allowing myself the priviledge to trust, and with no hesitentcy I did as I must, unloaded it's truths on a kind nonjudgemental ear, thinking that perhaps it may demolish my fears. To my surprise, or dismay said all I could say, and still the events consistantly replay! One day, I pray the the pain will leave! Perhaps the memory is there to teach! Maybe it's purpose is to humble me, or even give me opportunity for empathy? A chance to give others what I often need? Love? A kind word? Or maybe to plant a seed of hope! Written December 12th, 2001 © on Dec 12 2001 02:31 PM PST 0 • 12
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