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The Unconditional Condition
We all have our faults,
everyone having
their own imperfections.
Each one of us,
living with the mistakes
we make.
Only to relive
the memories we wish
we could erase.
Yet how would we
learn from our mistakes
if we didn't suffer consequences?
The horrors that haunt our minds
of things we regret.
The things we sih we never did.
Feeling worthless,
not knowing if we could ever
be granted grace by anyone.
Doubting a second chance will
ever come,
because we feel like
we don't deserve one.
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I know I have been forgiven
for mine.
Yet I still feel the guilt
and the shame.
Never truly feeling
I would be shown the
unconditionality I seek.
I would certainly overlook
someone else's mistake
but I cannot bare to overlook my own.
I pray someday
some could look at me,
and still want me,
after everything I have done.
I am hoping for
unconditional love.
Mmm. Nice write. "The
Mmm. Nice write. "The countless reasons why guilt is clung to." It gets to be like an old worn out and worn pair of denim jeans. Then one day, when we are 60+ we find them in a box, and ask ouselves, finally, after reminiscing, what it was we cherished about the memories that caused us to haul them around for 60 years. There's always some twisted slither of enjoyment in playing the role of the martyr, isn't there? All we have to do is acknowledge it....poof!!! Gone!!
~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "