Inner turmoil can be felt in many different ways,
he who should not be named, waits to strike,
as we measure every attempt, judge our actions so,
fight the fight of self preservation.
Thoughts echoe in my mind,
how to express them?
my tongue becomes tied oh so tightly,
hot tempered, I back track,
why do you look at me like that?
don’t deny it, its there, plain to see -
perhaps its best to stay quiet.
When to speak? how to explain,
that which haunts within.
Don’t let the fear take over,
gently accept and let go,
only by agreeing to self forgiveness,
doubting your own conclusions,
lessening your routine thoughts of of strict discipline,
can one really free themselves.
Think clearly, breathe a sigh of freedom,
do not let him win,
for your future awaits and kindness can make it so,
so much easier and happier,
if you just agree,
agree to letting yourself off the hook.
In each of us the key is held,
the choice lies within,
see interactions as chances for humiliation,
showing ourselves up - risky business indeed,
or opportunities, chances to connect, to improve,
to network, lose the cloak of loneliness,
if but briefly.
In life there are no guarantees,
to err is human,
yet how quick are we to condemn perceived flaws,
mistakes, mishaps, badly worded arguments -
do the other party view it so,
or are we to carry such condemnations on our back forevermore?
after all, its ourselves we have to live with.
My body may feel tired and weak at times,
frustration is powerful indeed,
its easy to want to hide away forevermore
but what kind of a life would that ultimately be?
So back to forgiveness I go,
acknowledge and move on,
its the only way to go.