Ancient history, I thought,
what's done is done --
on to new things and a fresh start.
But, it shadowed me
lurked in dark corners.
Peered, with bloodshot eyes into
conversations sprinkled with
insinuations.
I realized, after a time,
that hurt cannot stay outside the door.
It must come in,
sit down,
and acquaint itself
… with grace.
Lesley-Anne Evans
2009
Posts
