Letting go of the past is quite the sticky wicket.
The real challenge is forgiving myself.
I brook no more excuses.
There was no reason for what I did.
How could I? Was that even me?
It's not just the specific events
I can't stop enumerating,
it's the way I feel about myself
when I remember.
Like watching a dam burst open,
destroying the town nearby.
Please forgive me completely,
but never let me forget.
I made mistakes and I own my legacy.
Make me a better person
and one who actually learns from my wrongs.