Free To Be Poem by Jennifer Batch

Oh how the mind attempts to protect the heart, protect the soul
Veiling the unbearable truth in mist, fog, cloudiness
Alas, what lay in the past could not be accepted or sorted through
Without woeful companionship of insanity
Better to walk hand in hand with unknown fear, uncertainty, deception
Simple the notion that love is not unkind
Hence, are unloving acts by one who loves you done for your own good?
When you have found strength to draw upon, and thus you shall
A single moment of clarity, just a glimpse of truth
Will undoubtedly change the pictures of your mind
Revelations of what you once could not face will be seen
Splattering across the canvas of your mind
Like moths swarming around the soft glow of light
As if it were a source of life that must be drawn upon
Alas, the choice is yours. Will you gather memories like moths in a jar?
Keeping them tightly under guard to wither and drop, slowly decaying
Seeping, bitter destruction absorbing into your pores
Perhaps the better choice would be to set them free
Free to fly, free to breath, free to be accepted not forgotten
Free to be forgiven, free from malice, simply free to be