Surreal…
It was not I,
It was so surreal,
It seemed almost unreal,
Nothing of myself could I feel…
It was like I was above and watching the self,
From on high was the only place I could see,
Yes there underneath I could only but see me,
I was not really doing that heinous thing,
I was just a small parcel of the act beneath to a degree…
Apologies accepted, anger resolved,
I have learned a lesson, of the problem I have been absolved,
But still I do see it like it is happening repeatedly,
Each and every day I must my self evolve…
Is it necessary to repeat it over and over?
In my mind, in my thoughts, in my over all demeanor,
Must I keep learning from this, must I keep looking for absolution?
I try to put it out of my mind, meditate it away, clean it from my vision…
To no avail,
My memory does prevail,
Each and every little nuance,
Each and every little detail,
I have to recall it; I have to do so without fail…
© ed ~ 2/2/05
The first step is learn to love yourself. In fact, it is your duty to forgive yourself, thereby offering to others' that noble, sensitive, caring and dear person WE already know you to be. Discover yourself, sweetie pie... the ONLY person sitting in judgement on you is YOU! Let it go... stop embracing this.
This, whatever it is, does NOT define you! Stop letting it do that. katy xox
you have been absolved, you are the one keeping it alive.
perhaps you can't forgive yourself,because you have never been
sorry for the wrong done? If we find it hard to forgive ourselves it is usually because we are guilty. Sad as that may be. The only way to find peace in the situation is to admit the guilt,and tell god you can't feel sorry for it. Believe it or not Ed, we can't forgive of our own volition, we always need His help even when we don't recognize it.That is more true when it comes to self. eileen
Love Tinka
*Surreal* evokes universal emotions of shame, guilt and the pain of living with it because everyone has done something in their lives they're ashamed of that continues to haunt all the days of their lives.
There are skeletons in every closet. No one is exempt. Most people just keep the closet doors shut. But wouldn't it be cool if we pulled those old bones out and ran 'em through the wood shredder, then fertilized our gardens with bonemeal? <shrug> Just a thought... LOL
If this is true, maybe your continuing vision is meant to keep you from making the same mistake again and forgetting your lesson.
A truly interesting write, Ed.
Reindeer