I cannot begin to estimate: I cannot begin to estimate how much courage is required to post such a candid essay---which will go far to help others who are burdened with shame and guild especially during adolescence. I was horribly belittled, bullied, lectured endlessly, and "watched" (my parents did excellent surveillance) for this. Your words will encourage and help others who read them.
The contours of the lines,: The contours of the lines, and the rhyme scheme, very powerfully underscore the impact and the importance of the emotional experience that inspired the poem.
I have had that experience: I have had that experience (once, in the failure of a marriage; more than once in the failures of more casual relationships in high school and college). The deviousness of the forces that cause the failure is that the experience comes with an implied suggestion, which we all dread to face, that it has a lasting duration; and, at least in my case (and, I suspect, in the great multitude of them), it does not.
My heart goes out to you.
I dislike the: I dislike the wrath-appeasement theology in Western Christianity (especially fundamentalism); and I like the Eastern Christian interpretation of the Parable of the Prodigal Son which points out that the wronged Father did not require---did not even ask---for any kind of appeasement from the repentant Son, nor was any penal sacrifice required. I like the simpler and (I think) more Biblical perspective that Sin (as a force, not as an individual failing) is the cause of Death (Genesis 2:17), and that Christ's death on the cross broke the lasting effects of this power---rather than merely appeasing the anger and outrage supposedly felt by His Father. (Again, nothing of that sort is attributed to the father figure in the parable.) Jonathan Edwards' "sinners in the hands of an angry God" approach to preaching/exegesis was obviously ignorant of the commutative and associative powers of logic when comparing 1 Corinthians 13 to 1 John 4. I apologize for my verbosity, but your poem inspired me to pursue this thought.
The final paragraph provides: The final paragraph provides a tremendous testimony of Faith in the Christian hope of eternal life. I applaud you, and your words are going to help others who read them.
always a way forward:
Whenever I’m dragging and my soul is in anguish, I read Psalms and find new strength and a path forward. So great is the darkness around us, it often eclipses our soul’s ability to cope. But whenever we read Psalms, we have that comfort of knowing, is not a new phenomenon. And with God’s Spirit, there is always a way forward. As so many before us have found.
Sometimes yes - sometimes no: Sometimes the second time around is the best time around, if it isn’t a second reunion to disaster. Which is why some things end on the first go around. But that said, sometimes we just have an addiction to the wrong person – who doesn’t quite have the right frequency for our soul’s happiness.