I have to get through this moment, 

but time’s tape 

is stuck on repeat.

I’m dreading the same tomorrow, 

if pain, I still can’t flee. 

One moment at a time. 

just breath deep. 

In and out, is all I can manage 

to do and be. 

Past, painful volumes of my story 

now seem only a dream. 

The pain limited to my psyche, 

the physical healed,

scarring as proof of memory. 

When I meet Christ, 

won’t the merciless, pulverizing pain 

be the true nightmare,

an artifact bound to psychological history? 

In the incomprehensible dimensions of bright, 

my body will be new and 

my inner and outer being 

will be fully nourished by his constant love and light,

since I’ll be living,  

where every soul was designed to thrive, 

in the fullest, freest form of life. 

I live now in nightmares to forget. 

But, one day, new reality will be better than any worldly wish, 

with full redemption and healing, 

in the presence of the God and man, 

who resurrected a nightmare into a dream come true.