I never know
What I’m going to write about
Some days
I just plop down whatever words
Come to mind
Sometimes they come to me
As I’m in action
Other times, long after it’s happened
My favorite lines
Are the ones that I never expect to breathe
The ones that ride on tears
As they leave my eyes, knowing they’re free
Locked up pain I release into heaven
No longer capable of weighing me down
I used to have a hard time forgiving
I used to want revenge on everyone
Because I thought I had to
My ego insisted I needed to take action
When the best course of action
Is often none taken at all
I take insults worth a grain of salt
Because I know I am not the source of their pain
Simply a conduit of release
Rather than bidding them heaps of curses
I hope they find the peace I did
It’s not the pain that changes you
But the recovery
And through my metamorphosis
I’ve found a new sense of compassion
For the world, for my self, for the future
The world doesn’t need technology
It doesn’t need a new breed of human
It simply needs you to stop thinking
You’re the one that knows what it needs
I love the lines “It’s not the pain that changes you but the recovery.” That struck a chord in me and I’m going to think about that some more. At the moment I’m thinking about my recovery this year from some broken bones, but I could also consider my recovery from a heartbreak. In both instances, it was the recovery that showed me different aspects to my personality that I hadn’t known before.
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True. Our experiences mold us in ways we might not have recognized if we never went through them. 💯💯
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