Can a heart break
even more, once it has been shattered? And when it finally does, can the pieces
ever be salvaged?
Is there any hope
for those who have had so many knocks that they just want to give into the
evil? Can they be redeemed before they choose the wrong path? Do they want to?
Anger burns deep
inside me. I know I have to forgive, but the fury wraps me in its warm embrace
and beckons me to stay. I hear the whispers of hate and they are tempting me to
never forgive.
My rational sense
tries to feebly remind me that forgiveness will set me free. Once before, it
saved me from an eternity of pain, but I can’t seem to get past the hurt that
was carelessly inflicted.
The damage is done.
A friendship may crumble and one day possibly be rebuilt, but it could never
again rise to the glory it once had been.
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