Monday, August 11, 2014

Flashbacks: Another Poem

Here's another poem I just wrote. The idea has been on my head for a long time now and it's just starting to flow.

All the hurtful things I've ever heard
Come back to me with a simple word
I wish I forgot all those times
When people talk without thinking twice
Once they're in the air, they always stay.
Insults in my head that never go away.
I accept apologies, but they don't undo the pain
After I hear them, I'm never the same.
Whispers in my ears, echoes in my mind.
They burn, even though I know they're lies.
I try my best to keep them back.
But there must be something I lack.
Jesus, help me close the door.
'Cuz I don't want to live in the flashbacks.

This is about the one incident with someone that brings back all the terrible things you've heard. I started with that last line. I never was able to get it on paper until now. Now that I did, it's a relief.

I heard this song on the radio. It wasn't the first time, but... wow. This is a beautiful song. You know when a certain thing suddenly comes alive to you? That's what happened.
And I will have mercy on No Mercy. And I will say to Not My People, "You are my people." They shall say to me, "You are my people." Hosea.

In Christ,


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In Christ,