Caused by you, not me.
I now no longer fear the darkness of
the night as I always had before, for
the nightmares that I had lived have
all now but ceased since I closed
and locked the door, ever since I woke
up and I asked you now to leave, the
bitter cold has now lifted, causing me
to breath, knowing now after all these
many years in a blindness of which I
can now see, along with all the pain of
sorrow and regret with a deep never
ending sadness was always caused
by you, not me.
Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.
A Poet's Journey
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