the last Gift

words
are
swords

intended
to
protect
heal
     defend
use
them
in
love
use
them
to
     mend

words
are
swords
recorded
in
pain
     propelled
     in 
anger 
replaying
over
     and
over
     and
over
again
     Regret
     .....you rather
     Regret
     .....than love

You rather
     ....things
my things
     .....than Me

do you
think
I'll
easily
forget
     'no one will ever love you - you have issues'

Thank you
Little Bear

Thank you
for
telling
     me
         reminding
         me
     again
how
unlovable
I
am


Mathew 7:6  Do not give what is holy to dogs; nor cast your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under feet, and turn and tear you in pieces

It is a sad lesson you've just taught me, one I just learned...and I feel sick to my stomach.  

Thank you for confirming my deepest fear; for severing the chord and freeing me.  My learning with you is done.


I remain,

Lesléy

Hallelujah Heartist