Making peace with the past - a poem by me (my very first online poem).
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There is so much, yet somehow nothing to say.
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It all took me where I am today.
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The tears. The loss. The pain.
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I know, it was never in vain.
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Forever within me it will stay.
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And in all honesty I don’t even want it to go away.
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Because even if I broke,
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and wanted to choke.
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I somehow found my way home.
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To my safe little dome.
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The space that is within me.
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I learned to to see.
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The power that I hold.
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It made me bold.
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Now I am strong,
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and I know I’ve also done things wrong.
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This is not to blame.
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This is not to shame.
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And it sure the hell is not a game.
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I needed you, the past.
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You helped me cast,
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The path that I am on now.
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So let me just say wow and
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Thank you.
Picture by Vuokko Salo in Sayulita, Mexico