Stories tagged “forgiveness”
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Forgive me....
My love, There are many times when I know I’ve done you wrong. That there are things I shouldn’t have done and they come back to haunt me. I love you more than anything and I hate to see you pained yet I don’t know how to stop myself....
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Paternal: Awake
“I want to help,” he said, sitting down his coffee. I scoffed, unable to keep the disgust out of my voice. “Help how? Five months and you’re a brand new man?” I threw on the sarcasm. Thank you, defense mechanisms. “I...
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Love More Than Hate
I remember writing, or trying to write, on this day three hundred and sixty-five days ago. I was crying. Maybe it was the exhaustion from staying up all night with my friends taking in the new year. Maybe it was the utter fear of what was to come. But ...
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What They Asked
They said it wasn’t so bad, what they were asking me to do. “Just talk to him,” they said. “It’s just a three-minute conversation. That’s all we’re asking for.” So it would be easy, right? I can talk for ...
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The Way I Left You
The reason I have no regrets with you, my dear, is because I left you with doing all I could and with rejection, I responded with thankfulness. I walked away with a smile despite the pain that I endured because of you. The pain vanquished when I gave y...
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Wash Your Sins Away
“Will it ever go away, dad?” the son asked, pleadingly, of his father. Trevor lifted his wet eyes to look at his father who didn’t answer right away. The older man sighed, hating to be the bearer of bad news. “No.” Trevor...
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I Don't Want to Say Goodbye
This kills me. Things didnt end right. Time to pick up the pieces. There’s a lot I have to say, Like remember when When I was down? You were the reason. I should have told you. Yeah I have made mistakes, So have you. I don’t know why This i...
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Pardoned
The crisp, cool breeze ruffled his hair. He could smell the rich, earthy reek of manure from the nearby farms; it was so much cleaner than the cycle of urine, feces and industrial cleaning solution that had marked the passing of his hours. The gates sl...
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Thoughts, Ruminations
Forgiveness. The word echoes through my mind. Such a simple word, no? And yet, it means so much. It means to let go, loose that firm grip you have on your memories, cast off the heavy cloak of pain. The word runs through my mind as the roar of the gun ...
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Stand by Me
We stood there, he and I. We were alone, and silence filled the room. Neither of us wanted to speak first. After what seemed like eons, John spoke up first, albeit downwards at his shoes, and said, “I…I’m so sorry for what I’ve ...
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I Really Do Love You
Wish with a whisper Speak to her deeper Seek what’s within The genuine Place your in Break the fake Mannequin shell Unhand the charade you’ve carried so well Acknowledge that you are wrong Stay strong Hush your fears Flush out tears Sme...
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Sharp Tooth; Soft Tongue; Indestructible Grace
Feel your tooth With the tongue Sluicing truth From your lung Pen of when Your heart is spun One too many times by the earth And done away What will you have left to say To those who oppose you up until your last day?
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The War Hero
I look back upon my life and question it’s purpose. I spend my nights haunted by visions of death and the losing of all worldly innocence at the singular pull of a trigger. The soft sensation of intestines yielding to the point of my bayonet bind...