Blue Butterfly

                              Wide Eyes


I'm a happy and loving person...

I enter into a relationship, but my eyes are closed. There are problems between us and we don't see eye to eye. I get hurt....I ask for them to stop, but they don't. I feel helpless and believe it isn't my fault: or is it? I'm confused, and somehow in the confusion I go somewhere to think. I don't like what I see. I'm not happy with the relationship and I'm not a very happy person.

I enter back into the same relationship. I feel that I have no choice. My eyes are now half open. There are problems. We don't see eye to eye....I get hurt. Again I ask them to stop, but they don't...I can't believe this is happening to me. It still isn't my fault, or is it? I go somewhere to heal myself. I don't like what I see. I'm not happy with the relationship and I'm not a very happy person.

I enter back into the same relationship. I still feel that I have no choice. This time I inform the other person the consequences if they ever again attempt to hurt me. My eyes are almost wide open, but not quite. There are problems. We don't see eye to eye... I don't like what I see. This time instead of getting hurt, I protect myself and immediately leave. I'm still not happy with the relationship and I'm not a very happy person.

I enter into a new relationship. This time with myself. My eyes are wide open. I see the truth, and the truth sets me free. Being free gives me the power of choice. I can go through life with my eyes closed and struggle in the dark, or I can keep them open and grow in the light. I choose to keep them open, though on occasion, the light may blind me and I have to momentarily close them, letting them fill with tears.

I now decide who I allow to come into, and to stay, in my life. I embrace and cherish those that genuinely love and care about me and let go of those who directly or indirectly attempt to harm, use, or abuse me. Never again will I allow anyone to deny me my right to be a happy and loving person.

From this moment on, it is a privilege and not a right, for another person to be in my presence. In all aspects of my life I keep that which does not harm me and let go of that which does. In my own way I still humanly love the person that hurt me, but from a safe and healthy distance.

Once again I’m a happy and loving person.




            Timothy E. Stevenson   1994©
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