As I Slowly Tell The Stories

as i
slowly
tell the stories about you
when you were small
from where and when
and why you were born
tears
begin to fall down from your eyes
in disbelief
you come to the conclusion that you were an unwanted child.

but that is the truth and that is the key to a door that you must open.
so you may begin to understand the meaning of your life.

and now as you open the door, close it and try looking
what is really there.

there are scars along the pathways of your tears.
believe now in the reasons
unlock the love that hides inside your heart.
and then forgive them

begin from love. Oh, do not forget, there are other
hundred possibilities for you to become whole again.

good luck.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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