the past has its way with me, haunting my nights, it finds the deepest recesses of my unquiet mind; planting seeds of doubt it leaves me to wonder at what I was, if I’ll ever be free - I know: the past is passed, I must let it be, process its hurts, forgive myself the pains, but understand it made me, and there’s no one else I’d rather be.
Tag: today
Paralyzed
insulated from the world,
I have kept myself
in a cocoon of safety -
I see injustice,
I see persecution,
racism, bigotry, violence,
poverty, devastation,
I see war,
I do nothing -
I rail against it
in my mind,
and with those of like belief;
I take no stand,
I send no money -
I remain silent,
insulated, safe
as the world burns -
its fire will warm
until it consumes all