Unforgiven, for all my days

Forgiveness is the key to locking the door on the past. 

There are times when we find ourselves bound to an incident that caused another grief, pain or sorrow. Tied to a moment in time like a ball and chain. The very sight of the person hurls us back to that moment over and over again. For without their forgiveness, we can never sever the bindings of that hurtful moment.

I shall be unforgiven for all my days. I carry the weight of those chains like a ghost in a fairy tale, endlessly in life and most likely beyond. The forgiveness can never be granted for they have shed this world and left me bound and unforgiven. I tell myself that they would have forgiven me, someday. That is a sunrise I shall never see.

In a funny way. I am thankful for the cast iron ball and these cranking steel chains. See, they remind me to forgive and forget.

I would never forgive myself if I were the one, the one who left you in chains, never.

DA Keene

"Forgotten is forgiven"

F. Scott Fitzgerald