My Own Private Limbo

So this isn't the story I would have written for myself or my family...


If my life were to read like a book...

These are pages I would rip out and rewrite.


But over the last several months...

I've learned I can't revise the past.


I can't write it away...

Wish it away...

Or pray it away...


I also can't pretend it never happened...

I can't ignore it or push it aside.


So I'm stuck here...

Somewhere between denial and acceptance.


In my own private limbo...