Innocent enemies

Here in the silence

I will no longer be held hostage by ghosts

Over time I let them all

Haunt me

And decided

Not to resist any more the pain

That was seeking me

That sometimes became worse

Via rejection of feelings

Feelings were just the response

Of my soul

To so much I had

So little power and control

Over

But what good did it do

In the end

To argue with God’s will

For my life

When everything had a purpose

Hidden as it was?

There are mysteries we must enter

So please

Do not give me you pat formulas

Do not tell me I need to empty my mind

I am not scared of it any more

I know its tangled ways

Instead I chose to make a friend of it

For my heart has become weary

Of seeing and projecting my own hurt

Onto

Innocent

Enemies