Dealing with Why

I climbed a mountain,

should I have?

Memories, lessons,

and ghosts were created.

A mixture of moments

scarred what was once so pure.

Years have taught,

it was part of the journey.

And it's wasn't God who didn't forgive,

it was me.

Forgiveness easily given to others,

seemed almost impossible internally.

Releasing it,

released the bondage produced.

Silence made it worse,

than dealing with why.