To grow, we must let go...

the most dreadful depths have been reached
while reliving snapshots of the past.
Overthrown by guilt and shame
from stages and events
so unlike this version.
There can be no reverse
or take-back,
despite the frenzied recollection.
It was all meant to be –
even the loathing that returns
with every twinge
and sting of memory.
Tattooed to my lining
as a reminder of the path
that would never lead
to Greatness.
The truth took much longer to find
than I care to admit.
But now,
here it is.

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