Looking Forward

No one bothered to wake up, speak, call or text to see me on my way.

I don't blame them, I went my own way, I didn't have much to say.

I didn't expect anyone to be different from the person they were to me yesterday.

But on this day, I walked with new energy and in a new way.

 

I know my battle is far from over, in many ways it has just begun.

Leaving with my life is more than enough, I may have lost plenty, but I won.

A new life began with this day's rising sun.

 

Moving forward, I have to answer for what's been done or left undone.

I have to deal with the emotions of others that were affected, it won't be joyful or fun.

I have to be strong, sit in it, listen best I can, I can’t take anything back what's done is done.

 

I have to not only listen, but hear, and feel their hurt.

I can only hope that my truth is also heard.

I have to sincerely apologize, make amends, for this, that, and the third.

 

I can't expect anyone to give me mercy or understand my pain and hurt.

Nor can I truly understand theirs, I am not perfect, nor an expert.

I can only hope that my journey helps others heal from the hurt.

I am human. Like many before me, I fell, I lost my center, I didn't put the right priorities first.

 

I'm the author of this book, no victim here, I take accountability for not being at my best.

Stretched the limits, pushed buttons, put other's love to the test.

Lowered my standards, played in the dirt, got filthy. I lived in my flesh.

I don't judge others and don't pretend to be better or worse than the next.

At the end of the day, whatever happens, HE has done enough, I am blessed.

 

Showing gratitude for the few that loved me at my worst, the same or more, than at my best.

Farewell, good riddance, be well, stay prayed up to the rest.

I've done wrong, sinned, repented, and confessed, now I am going let HIM do the rest.

Save your negativity, positive vibes only, get you some business, focus on yourself.

Be blessed and share a blessing, in others words say less.

 

“I'm looking forward, I don’t live back there.”

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community

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