The Letter

Like an explosive volcanic eruption
Angry words spewed across the page
Vile
Hateful
Slanderous
As if the Devil himself penned the words
They pierced the heart
Crushed the soul
Provoked a storm within
Revenge! The raging heart screamed
An Eye for an eye
A word for a word
I will have the last say
Then my heart remembered
The treaty it signed
To lay down the weapons
To rid the armor of pride
And put on the shield of
Forgiveness
How the heart struggled
How it longed to get even
But amid the hurt and anger
Arose a heart of victory
And all that remains of the letter
Is ashes in the wind

Author: Sandi Staton

My body has slowed down, but my busy brain never stops thinking, creating, writing, taking pictures of clouds and trees, and everything in between. I battle anxiety and depression that doesn't get better with age. That's why I write, why I spend time alone, why I walk, why I take pictures, why I never stop. View all posts by Sandi Staton