one thing in each of our stories was the same
there were none
we did not have the capacity to say
innocence trampled over with pent up anger,
desire never having a moment to simmer,
take my breath away.
i was simply
something to hurt as much as u hurt,
a way to vindicate your past.
u never asked permission .
and walked away.
i did not look your direction after that.
i dd not want to see you.
i did not want to see me either .
i made this too important.
over the years it grew and festered .
wisdom speaks clearly now,
let the feeliings move thru , feel them and
to let it pass as all life passes.
focus on the beautiful strong boundaries
taking up space in you around u
focus on the guardian within
who protects in all moments
thepart of me that cannot be taken…
my sacred self