You ask me how the family are
Ask if I caught the game
You comment on the weather
And the traffic on the way

We put on gloves

Forgiveness
Is a coin
Of life

Spend it
On your faults

Seen or unseen

On the roads
Of life

To make you
A good fellow
In the eyes
Of

I've let go of almost everything I've ever had
Some by choice some by force, either way
All have left, every good and every

It was a near thing.....

Fear held me in its steely grip
Need and want clouded my mind
Impatience ruled my days

I rejected love

So oft' times
Forgiveness is too cumbersome
Too give unto someone
When I cannot forget
When my obsession
Is that of hate

As I