Forgiveness is of my own,
Not to go to those that have done wrong to me,
Release the rope, their bad deeds done,
They will no longer hold grip on me.

I forgive to begin my healing,
To release my mental stilts,
To come crashing down so I can build myself up stronger,
Their pain no longer hurts like a crushing boulder.

To forgive is to make space in your heart for the new,
Use that energy on something just for you,
Create, dance, hobby, sing, write, read, bike or hike

That’s what forgiveness is about.
There’s no reason to be constantly down and out,
Sometimes a good cry is all you need,
But pause… Dont stay there, in the silent, for they are no longer there.

You’re free, once you forgive, to heal your wound,
Don’t rebuke that it’s not your responsibility.
Your new mission, find the tranquility,
To start a fresh in a new head and heart space.

So take my hand, and take my plead,
Please don’t grow the volatile seed.
A healing story is all you need.

So take my hand, come with me,
And you’ll find your story, hands tremblin’

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Who can you forgive today?

It’s my time for me,
So this spark can be,
Something more I can share with the world.

My children come first,
And this is my hobby,
To be done for no one but me.

Time to think,
Let the words flow,
Off my mind and written as word.

Trace my silent thoughts as I travel this path,
And I’ve seen my audience grow.

Filling and following,
One then two now three,
My talent is beginning to bloom.

People take notice,
I use to think this childish and atrocious,
Only saying cute rhymes to my kids.

As the days travel on,
Whatever this form,
Flows easily out of my hand,

For my mind at ease,
My heart not to freeze,
I finally have an outlet to the world,

Presented to include and belong,
Some sing it as song,
This will be mine to keep,
For the moments we weep.

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What are some of the things in your life that light you up? Share below you’re favorite things.

Release the pressure valve,
I’m trying to breathe,
Overthinking, overthinking,
Can’t it just leave me be?

Brains got the foot on the gasket,
While my thoughts end up in the basket.
Breathe.

Tone it down,
Let it settle,
Make it feel right,
Until it sees daylight.

Little area of spark,
Little area of play,
Let my creativity come out today.

I settle my thoughts,
I talk to God,
He knows the way forward,
I’ll no longer be sad by these thoughts running round in my head.

Pressure released,
For anything I have in my heart,
I won’t depart,
From what is coming onto the page.

Intention, intention,
I let it flow down,
Quickly, without sound,
My thoughts are written down.

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When you’re overloaded with thoughts, do you write, journal or pray? Share below, I’d love to know.