You attacked me on my astral plane.
I like I often do at times was not wearing my protection.
You dug deep into me as a warning never to bind you again.
While I sat here trying to deny your anger
You stood up with that just to get my notice.
I a shaman, healer, friend feel your pain.
I know your hurt. I understand your heartache.
The ache that burns at your soul.
You touched me against my will in a place I never thought you’d go.
You cut across like a knife into the deeper part of me.
You crossed into my sacred land.
You invaded my cave of healing and passage.
Today I wore my protection not from fear of you.
I wore it because in my eyes I’ve forgiven you.
I’ve said it’s over and that’s the end.
Your urge for painstaking revenge is yours not mine to bare.
I used to love you for your mind, your soul, my soul, and our souls together.
The attack cut deep, but at least you allowed me to love you if only for a season.