Yield

My tears are blood drops from my soul.  

I braved my heart when I was innocent

Wear nefarious scars- of my trespassers                        

Yet- forgiven things I just can’t forget

Made mistakes without a second thought

Broken what precious gift I should not

Drowned in loves tossed barren seas  

And still, I thirst beyond comparison  

Trodden the same dark paths repeatedly

While fearing- every step that I made  

Wadded in the waters of true cleansing

Still- I’m beset to an unwelcome place

And would free myself in a heartbeat  

If I could move the mountain…in me

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Poet of the Light © 2021

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