I felt empty.

There was nothing to poison my mind,

No memory that required a fight.

There was nothing within me,

Just my spirit and me.

I felt empty and free.


It was my memories that caused me grief,

It was my memories that prevented me to sleep,

It was my memories that caused me pain,

The heartbreak, illness and stagnation, all was just a reflection

Of all those memories I did not want to let go.


The day I forgave I forgot them,

Allowing myself to walk free,

Allowing myself to be who I was always meant to be.



It was that simple, all my pain was caused by all those memories.

I had no memory of the past, for that’s what I chosen when my mind asked:

“Do I want to remember and fight?” but

I simply said: ” No, I am tired of these fights, let’s forget, forgive and love.”


I felt empty and free, for I had no bad memory.

It was that simple to be free,

to allow your mind to be possessed by spirit and not a bad memory.



I felt empty.

There was nothing to poison my mind,

No memory that required a fight.

There was nothing within me,

Just my spirit and me.

I felt empty and free.