Justified

In the wake of your furor
I come up for air
breathing it deep
into my lungs
until the oxygen
calms my brain
and I can think 
clearly again
 
I remain inconspicuous
on the perimeter of your
struggle for sense
Here I can observe
your body language
and know that this
is on you, not me
and I owe no apology
 
Sorry will never
be uttered as it
is never felt
Words will be knitted
in a pattern to obscure
and hide the truth
This is your way
Forever justified
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Knit - WotD
Wake - RDP
Inconspicuous - FOWC
Up - Daily Addictions

Book Prompt
The Body is not an Apology - Go Dog Go Cafe

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17 thoughts on “Justified”

1. Great poem.

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   1. You are always so kid Sadje. It means a lot to me 🙂💕

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2. We have written on somewhat similar themes! I like yours better. 🙂💞

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   1. Oh no, you are the master of the pen my dear 🙂💕

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      1. Lol no! The fact remains I liked yours. 😀❤️

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      2. Ditto! 😂

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      3. 🙌🏼 😂

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3. Christine, you penned it perfectly. Thank you for your clarity 🙂🌼

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   1. Thank you so much Jen. I really appreciate it 🙂

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      1. You’re welcome Christine. Like I said Perfectly! 🙂

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4. Words will be knitted
   in a pattern to obscure
   and hide the truth
   This is your way
   Forever justified

   isn’t that the truth?

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   1. I’m afraid so Gina 😔

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5. Oh WOW, too painfully familiar…again and again.

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   1. Sorry Fleur 😔 Hopefully you know that you’re not alone

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      1. No worries–it’s some comfort to know we’re not alone.

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      2. Yes, that’s right 💕

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      3. 🙂 ❤

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