Life is strange
It keeps rearranging
Yet I remain fix
In this strange place
Who is to blame
Should I be ashame
That I can’t change
So I remain the same
So attached to the pain
That I gave it a lovely name
But there’s no fame, no reward or gain
For staying stuck holding all this pain
It’s time to let it go or burn in flame
Wouldn’t it be such ashame to be buried with all this pain …
Old Wounds
I can so relate to this! ❤
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I’m glad 🙂 Thanks for stopping by Carol
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Very much how it feels lately, very full moon in Scorpio vibes
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I guess I am channeling Scorpios energy 🙂 Thanks for stopping by Fernanda.
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Pain as a pet!! you tamed it then!! 😀
Lively poem!! Keep writing PurpleStar!!
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Thank you so much NJ 🙂
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Letting go of something that has caused pain in the past is a challenge, even then there can be moments when the pain recurs. Trying to focus on things that bring happiness is a great start for pain relief 🙂
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Very true. Thanks for sharing David 🙂
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I like & I share. You’ re talented, dear. Keep up.
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Thank you so much 🙂
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