The movie playing behind my eyes
Are memories washed up on the shore of my mind
Each scene is crystal clear in clarity,
As the hindsight removes the fog.
I see the truths that I tried to hide,
The memories I once supressed,
All leading to the abyss I now peer into...
Willing to take the plunge.

As the truth sinks in,
About events both past and present,
The floodgates open.
The torrents are released from
Eyes seasoned to hold them back,
But not strong enough to withstand the current storm.
Like the rivers flowing down my face,
I am awash with the emotions they spurn.
I release them now with less inhibition.
I have given up the struggle for control.
Willing the release of these human afflictions,
I purge them from the delta of my eyes...
Longing for that final release.

The intensity of the anger and the grief subside
As i acknowledge the role I have played.
I cry over the milk I have spilled
And long for the pearls I have cast to swine.
Letting go of the shame and regret,
I search for that prized grain of wisdom
Which overshadows all the negative,
And causes the scene to fade into the background.

As my search deems fruitfull,
The storm begins to ebb.
The tempestuous swells now move calmy towards the shore
Reluctant acceptance overcomes prideful resistance...
And I surrender.
I release it all,
Leaving the past where it belongs.
And finally...
I am able to breathe...
Freely.