Poetry Post 1

So I’ve decided I’ll post one poem per week. Simply to get into the habit of sharing my feelings and thoughts in another form other than a journal entry or blog post. Most poem posts will not be titled or in its completed form only a snippet of it. All poems will make-up a preview (if you will) of what’s to come. Please feel free to comment and/or give feedback. I’d love to hear your thoughts and feelings, as most of us encounter similar situations and can be of support of one another. I hope you all enjoy. Be well. Peace!
– Viola

Untitled
. . .
Lord forgive me
Forgive me for my actions and some of my words toward the man
You bestowed the most prestigious job of being my father
Forgive me for wanting to take his life and at one point my own
Forgive me for my stubbornness, holding on when you said let go
Forgive me for me not forgiving me for so long
23 years later and you have a daughter all grown
And it’s sad to say that she is me, you don’t even know
Even though she was nearly the image of you
But you good
I’m good
Namaste and shit 
I mean, I’m a work in progress
So things still flow out of my mouth
As bluntly as ever
Be proud
You made me this way
It’s crazy
I’m crazy
. . . 

*Update*

I’ve just noticed that I’ve posted this piece in its entirety before. If you are interested in reading this piece in full click here.
– Viola Constance
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