Unemcumbered

My heart was used...

But that is old news.

Pained, as I was.

I accepted the abuse that was given.

But I have grown beyond 

the hurts of yesterday...

My heart is my own.

So now I can freely give it

without fear...

Without wanting it returned.

For it is mine!

Freedom comes and blesses me.

Shielded by my own

understandings...

I am set loose, unencumbered 

by the losses of times 

long gone.

And the love I have been seeking?

Is here, inside me.

At last allowing me 

to share...