Full and bulging, this bin filled with memories
Memories of old-waiting-to be-forgotten HURTS
Memories of hurt(s) that run so deep, too deep
This bin, standing forlorn in the corner waiting to be disposed
One bad word said, cutting deep right into the marrow
An action done that was oh so wrong and insensitive
Apologies pending, maintaining a standpoint of being in the right
This bin keeps getting fed with so much dirt, so much filth
I simply flip it in this bin kept especially for such a purpose
The word, the act, the person (s) go right in that bin
There is always a place kept for hurt (ers) and hate (rs)
Right in this RUBBISH BIN...........(smirks)!
"Jesus Christ.... Yes, our Lord can wipe away all hurt"
Hand it over to Him? Do they deserve to be forgiven?
I hurt so bad with these memories of the hurt
Hurt and hate they gave for ALL the love received
Can't let go, ...... won't let go!
But, (sigh)...... I hear I should LET GOD!
Then I'll say that I need balm, that BALM of Gilead
I mean the one that can soothe and take away the pain
Oh yes, I hurt real bad and it's difficult to forget
Can't deny that. It.....this is indeed real for me
What! I should think about Matthew 5:23-24 also 6:12.. yes I know
That's why I need HELP to let go and LET GOD