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Sometimes In The Dark Of Night

Sometimes-In the dark of night
After waking on tussled sheets
From some dark mysterious dream
I form the words “I hurt…”

Not the hurt of bruised knees or stubbed toes
But the emotional hurt of inner pain-
The pain of pain-the pain of
“I didn't do what I should have done”

Or “I did what I should not have done”
Or “I can't go on but I have to”
Or the constant pain of “If only,,,”
The struggle that never seems to stop…

My willingness to forgive begins my healing
And I begin with myself….