This is my resurrection day
Every debt has already been paid
I can look anything in the eye and say
See the boss, go talk to him.
Went out on a whim and lost a lot of things
Memories in the past make me stumble from the sting
But now I’ve found freedom and my heart sings
I don’t need to live in the past.
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It’s hard
walking down hallways
sideways glances-
‘You know her? She’s the one.’
People talk and mock and whisper and make fun
And when you decide that it’s time
to move on
you can’t
Forget the past.
It lasts and lasts.
You’re case aside with your assigned label
in an unstable place of
not being what you once were and yet
not being what you reach for.
But there is more. There is more.
Even when it seems like every door
closes before you’ve had a chance to try.
Even when you have nothing left to cry.
Even when your world falls in and
there is no longer a certain pattern to live
you will be alright.
Take it one day at a time.
Even though this day is a heavy weight
that takes away your calm
Learn to let it go-
over time, take it slow.
It takes practice to dance on your own.
Let yourself get away
soul escape to the place that
you feel most at peace.
Cease to worry.
Cease to strive.
Stop and remember
He’s kept you
Alive.
This is a lovely poem!
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