I’ve forgiven him, she says
But start a conversation
And her bitterness will come spewing forth
I have forgiven him, she says
But to hear her speak about him
Is to hear anger in human form
She huffs and puffs
And blows her house down
Breaking her essence down
Physically, she breaks down
Mentally, she breaks up
Spiritually, she falls down
I do not hate him, she says
But if eyes were daggers
He would become a colander
Am over him, she says
But if hearts could be opened
Hers would be darkened by blame for him
Poisoning her from the inside
Stripping her of her person
Tearing her spirit apart
Yet she holds on tight to unforgiveness
Let go, let go, let go of him
Forgive, forgive, forgive him
Choose to heal, choose to live
Choose to let go and let God
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