I had the chance to walk away never really took it or understood
Every time I got hurt the thought process was always…. I should
Continue to love continue to be there
Now I’m sitting back saying how foolish could you be
Truth is I’m not angry at the people that hurt me I’m more angry at me
I allowed myself to trust, let down walls even loved unconditionally
Now I almost regret that what I fought for really wasn’t for me
Sometimes if we love things enough we should let it go
Does that mean let go of ourselves till we can’t take anymore
Does it mean to put ourselves last in everything we do?
Pretend that mental and emotional abuse is a beautiful view
Smooth over the problem by saying, and sweeping it to the past
Before you know it months no years go by, and you still haven’t accomplished the true task
Now I pray harder
Cry longer
Sleep less
Feel stronger anger towards me
Beating myself up struggling with the true reality
Is this pity or a cry simply for help? No one can help me until I help myself
You can’t love another, being hurt
You can’t be bruised, and try to care
The honest approach is to clear the air with self-first, and foremost seek God to help you through.
He restores broken, but that anger turns broken into light, and truth.
Accept it
Heal from it
Make it disappear peace be still, rest in it
Then Peace draws near
It starts within just like night to day
Let it quench your heart that the greatest most valuable lessons are Mistakes!!
