Forgive

Forgive, though I never said sorry, Though the wound still aches inside, Though the memories come back quietly, Like waves, you can not hide. Forgive, not for their comfort, But to give your soul some rest. Not because they earned your mercy, But because you deserve the best. Forgive, though your voice feels broken, Though your heart still wears the scar. It’s not forgetting what was spoken— It’s choosing who you are. Forgive, because holding anger It's like drinking bitter rain. It poisons all your joy and laughter, And chains you to the pain. Forgive—step out of the shadows, Let the weight fall from your chest. Not to make the past feel lighter, But to give your future rest.