I've been told, sometimes you have to see the good in the things that have hurt you the most
But it's painful
Trying to find the positive in a model that reflects everything negative
So I make a T-Chart
List everything good on one side and everything bad on the other
Approaching pen to paper with all good intentions
But a minute into writing, my heart feels heavy with regret
And my mind is clouded with words that are coming too fast
I press down my ballpoint with rage
How can I forgive someone that has hurt me?
I should damn them and leave them for a pillar of salt!
But an earthquake emerges, followed by a flood, followed by a drought
And withered up beneath me is a single page
Never deserving of my punctuations and sharp exclamation points
The page is the victim
As I stand, panting in my emotions
Trying to find the clear air and calm winds
One side of my page is heavy with fury
While the other is light with empathy
I ask God to forgive me
Bless me with deliverance
So maybe, I can find the gravity to forgive others