The Long Road to Peace
The shadows lengthen, years eleven gone,
A storm-wracked past, a battle hard-won.
Though negativity's cruel hand has pressed,
And condemnation's weight upon my breast,
The Lord's grace shines, a beacon in the night,
A gift of life, a strangely welcome light.
Survival's triumph, etched upon my soul,
A story whispered, making me whole.
But deeper still, a yearning takes its hold,
A miracle desired, a story yet untold.
Forgiveness whispered, on a gentle breeze,
To bring my weary spirit, inner ease.
The past's harsh echoes, they still haunt my mind,
Mistakes inflicted, of a cruelest kind.
I hold them close, these burdens I embrace,
A silent sorrow, etched upon my face.
My thoughts, like prisoners, confined and kept,
Until their surging numbers, fiercely swept,
Across the dam, creating floods of pain,
Leaving depressive shadows in their train.
It's tiring, living with this constant fight,
Against the darkness, clinging to the light.
Forgiveness beckons, a distant, gentle shore,
But reaching it feels harder than before.
Forgetting's art, a skill I've yet to learn,
Though God's forgiveness, brightly does burn.
Yet memories linger, sharp and ever keen,
Of wrongs committed, a sorrowful scene.
I've wished for solace, in oblivion's deep,
A cleansing amnesia, while I sleep.
To bury memories, in slumber's quiet keep,
But waking finds those shadows, still asleep.
This is my struggle, a battle fought alone,
A heavy burden, sorrowfully known.
The words are easy, actions hard to find,
A restless spirit, leaving peace behind.
A miracle I pray for, day by day,
To wash the darkness, and lead me on my way.
To bury memories, in a peaceful, gentle grave,
And find forgiveness, my troubled soul to save.
Then peace will settle, like a soft, warm rain,
Washing clean the sorrow, easing every pain.
And I will rise, renewed and strong and free,
From shadows of the past, eternally.
The weight will lift, the burdens disappear,
As healing's balm, dries every falling tear.
A future brighter, dawning clear and bold,
A story of forgiveness, bravely to be told.
You've come this far. May the Divine Grace be upon you. ♥
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