Dec 292010
 

The hardest thing
for me
to understand
what I feel;
to not see
what I should;
why hurt and joy
insist
on a war;
that I can
function still;
why words
heal

The hardest thing
for me
to believe
my judgment;
my tears are
not a weakness;
that God has
forgiven
my mistakes;
friends still
exist;
and lonely nights
will end

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