Redemption is something often perceived,
As something elusive and rarely
For those who wrong we are often driven,
To make sure they remain the unforgiven.
But what of those
wronged by another,
Why must the guilt seem to smother?
We think, deep inside, it's somehow our fault,
somehow we deserve their assault.
Mistakenly turning around the blame,
Becoming stuck within the shame.
ourselves we try to hide,
Looking for answers from outside.
Looking to others to make us whole,
the pain inside they cannot console.
Feeling alone and empty inside,
Burying deeper what we cannot abide.
we are ready to face the pain,
A sense of peace we cannot attain.
Guaranteed, without exemption,
all must find our own redemption.