Forgiveness

“Here, hold this,” they said and gave me a stone.

But I couldn’t hold the stone while I swam in the sea so I chained it to my ankle.

The weight kept pulling me under and I couldn’t keep my head above water.

“Please, take the stone back,” I begged them.

“That is no longer ours. It belongs only to you,” they said and swam away.

I was alone in the sea with a stone chained to my leg. It pulled me down, down, down and I knew I would drown if I could not become free.   The stone was not mine but the chain was my making. Only I could unfasten it. My survival was completely up to me.

© 2017 ck’s days

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3 thoughts on “Forgiveness

  1. Yes, there comes a point we only hurt ourselves more by not letting something go. We keep the wound infected so it can’t heal.

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