the past has its way with me, haunting my nights, it finds the deepest recesses of my unquiet mind; planting seeds of doubt it leaves me to wonder at what I was, if I’ll ever be free - I know: the past is passed, I must let it be, process its hurts, forgive myself the pains, but understand it made me, and there’s no one else I’d rather be.
Tag: today
Paralyzed
insulated from the world, I have kept myself in a cocoon of safety - I see injustice, I see persecution, racism, bigotry, violence, poverty, devastation, I see war, I do nothing - I rail against it in my mind, and with those of like belief; I take no stand, I send no money - I remain silent, insulated, safe as the world burns - its fire will warm until it consumes all