“The Process”

Let me let go of the things this person said,
hurt people hurt people, I understand it in my head,
but my heart won’t accept it, it only hears rejection,
now everyone’s suspected of making a similar impression,
not fair to them to be accused of a crime not committed,
but my heart pushes out and says they would’ve did it,
Shadows & Light dance to the rhythm of life,
my pillow soaks to the rhythm of “why?”,
finally, it took months before I could even cry,
the process has begun one day I’ll see a better night,
the veil of my soul has been drawn aside,
a King is here to slowly restore his peace,
He speaks in my language, next to me He weeps.