I didn’t want to be bitter
When Marriage vows dissolved
Yet that is exactly what I became
I hid it even from myself
Like a red tide, it was
Just below the surface
And that is my shame
For this, I have no one
But myself to … blame.
Accepting responsibility for
What I’ve created here,
I lift my new eyes to the horizon
Seeing all of life differently;
I can now choose from variety.
I am not my bitterness,
But I own that it is part of me.
The death grip it has had on me,
My emotions, and my nihilistic behaviors
Loosens. Icy tendrils may persist,
But my heart may once again feel its bliss.