Sinking in the current of what
is happening yet still trying to swim
Reality knocking at my door
while I attempt to ignore it
until the hinges break on
this masquerade
and I can no longer mistake
what has become the truth
I give it up
The truth is, words
cannot be unheard or swallowed back
into the recesses of what never was.
As they have become what is.
Opinions cannot change the
truth Taking sides wont alter the score
This life is not a game
My sorry for my failings
is met with my forgiveness
for wrong done
gone is the girl
who needed the approval
of those who never loved her
 she has found the love of
the One who matters and was
always there waiting for her
to wake up and see
I strive to preserve
what is left to breathe life into
as the death of the past is
finally put where it belonged
I dig the grave and shovel the dirt
and lay down the broken bones
of the struggle, six feet under
Ashes to ashes dust to dust