Not Anymore
Taking out the trash.
Getting rid of all the old shit.
Locating all the hidden treasures that squandered
in the presence of you.
Started over.
Went from lost to found.
Spirit renewed–found a new love,
Not as costly or exhausting as the love I had
with you.
Got it right this time.
Didn't give way to self-doubt.
No more self-interrogation.
No longer being the criminal to the victim always played
by you.
I realized when problems in relationships arise,
It's usually not just one party to blame–it's two.
I've washed myself clean.
Still have my issues,
But I acknowledge them and make it known.
There's always room for improvement.
But I can be myself.
No need to hide or disguise face, as if I would at heartbreak's
masquerade ball.
I've been welcomed and accepted completely.
And did I say loved?
Loved like nobody's business.
Loved better than I could ever dream of.
So there's no need
to look back
anymore.
(c) 2009 BuddahDesmond
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