All the mistakes, missteps ~
fall on my face messes
too often accompanied by
swathes of guilt and shame.
You made your bed,
you can lie in it.
guilt and shame dragged,
getting heavier, harder to
push down year after year,
something had to change .
You made your bed,
you can change the sheets.
Reminded of my change as I
changed the sheets on my bed ~
clean and fresh as sleep settles softly.
Blackened feelings washed away.
“The present changes the past. Looking back
you do not find what you left behind.”
~ Kiran Desai, The Inheritance of Loss
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