The Funeral

You are invited.

To the funeral.

Here lies.

The death.

Of the past.

The death.

Of what was.

The death.

Of yesterday.

The death.

Of the lies.

The death.

Of the shame.

The death.

Of the anguish.

The death.

Of the unshakeable pain.

The death.

Of the abuse.

The death.

Of the trauma.

The death

Of the torment.

The death.

Of the recurring nightmare.

The death.

Of the darkness.

The death.

Of the anger.

The death.

Of the bitterness.

The death.

Of the old me.

Cry.

But don’t weep too long.

Because a new life begins.

A life of hope, peace, and love.

A new identity.

Formed in the master’s hand.

Death is not the end.

It is just the beginning!!!