Acknowledge the hurt, don’t force yourself to forgive,
If your soul is a kettle ready to blow,
Admit how much it stung, how deep the pain,
And how unfairly you were treated in the rain,
Let the anger out, so your heart can live.
Own your resentment, don’t try to be the bigger person too soon,
If your soul is boiling over like a kettle,
Just tell yourself how much it hurt,
And how unfair it all was,
Release the rage and the pain, so you don’t break your own heart.
Face your hurt; don’t rush to forgive for the sake of appearances.
If your soul is boiling over,
Acknowledge the pain and the injustice of it all.
Let the anger out—don’t let it destroy your heart.
Admit the sting, don’t force a hollow grace,
When your soul is a kettle, hissing in its place.
Speak the truth of the pain, the unfairness you bore,
Let the fury spill out, so your heart hurts no more.
Acknowledge the hurt
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