More than His Crimes
- May 14, 2021
- 2 min read
The hallway is long
The walls are all bare
The doorway is closed
No dinner prepared
The table has nothing
The bed is unkept
The chairs are askew
The kitchen's a wreck
The lights are all lowered
And no sound is on
The desk has no papers
The curtains are drawn
The couch has no pillows
The cupboards are bare
The footstools pushed over
And dust on the stairs
The TV is silenced
The books put away
Nobody's home
All's in disarray
The clock is not ticking
No music, no sound
The air is not moving
Nothing around
I lie still and quiet
No cover on my back
The couch holds me heavy
My body is flat
The darkness surrounds
And I let that just be
I let it feel cold
I let myself breathe
And it's here that I welcome
A warmth felt within
I know that I'm strong
So the fight will begin
I raise up my head
I open my eyes
Allow a deep breath
And make myself rise
I feel myself standing
And I feel my strength
I know there is more
When it feels nothing's left
Here you are, Catherine
You've been here before
Let yourself heal
Let goodness restore
For life will bring darkness
It's how your mind works
But you are your healer
And you know your worth
It was hard to leave the table
When no respect was found
And though you grieve then
Your place is here now
Put the sadness he gave you
Away in its place
Know your own worth
Much more than his hate
More than his words
More than his pride
More than his ugliness
More than his crimes
You must now look forward
And let your pain go
He was your deceiver
He took you to lows
His words brought you pain
They made you feel numb
But he's gone now and darker
Himself all undone
And it's here that I welcome
Awarmth felt within
I know that I'm strong
So the fight will begin
I raise up my head
I open my eyes
Allow a deep breath
And make myself rise
I feel myself standing
And I feel my strength
I know there is more
When it feels nothing's left
Here you are, Catherine
You've been here before
Let yourself heal
Let goodness restore
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