If I were a writer....I would write like this.... Every now and again a feeling wells up in my inner being and springs forth like a mighty geyser allowing a release of hidden pressure and frustration. A feeling so grievous it causes my lungs to rid itself of oxygen. My eyes fill up with tears as my jaw clinches and my teeth grit, my heart remembers the past and my regrets and like an overflowing river bank pain and sorrow flood my mind. I ask myself Is there anything more powerful then regret, I ponder this question and then a still voice whisper yes, forgiveness. First forgive yourself for letting yourself down and then those who have hurt you. Release them and yourself and in order to let yourself go. Youve been holding your breath long enough ... Now it time to breathe. Kelra Denise Sanders-Samuels
Posted on: Sat, 11 Oct 2014 04:03:46 +0000
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