It Must Be Said
Love, that is the great force that tempers
Reducing the heat of anger
And rising the fire of understanding
It must be said, for us to not overfill
The capacity to experience
We must forgive and forget
The body does keep score
And it is a harsh referee at times
It rarely gives us a pass
On the things we consume
The emotions get stored
In all of our cells
The less we digest
The more we’re in hell
And once we are completely full
Of bottled emotions
We no longer have space
To give patience and trust
And then we burst with word and action
With very little cause for an extreme reaction
Hurting the ones most close to our hearts
Causing the scars that leave no outer marks
But love is the great force that tempers the temper
When directed inward we experience the tender
Empathy of the ones near to us
And understand that they are nothing but us
So it must be said, the pains, the hurts, the misunderstandings
The feelings, true and false
The worries, the anxieties
The fears, the doubts
The pain, the grief
The anger, the rage
Say it we must, but Say it with Love
