Under the Surface

When we admit it into existence, then it becomes part of everything else. And that means it has a birth, a life and a death

As long as it stays under the surface, it doesn't seem to die. Repressed memories that didn't seem to be going anywhere when we locked the door to traumas inside. And if we locked the door, who else could have the key?

Yeah, this is about the freedom. How do we feel in our own hearts? Do we feel free? Or is there a lot of, uh, walls, prisons that we live inside?

I mean, it takes us really to the edge of what we can accept. Forgiveness is giving up all hope for a better past

When you hold resentment toward another, you're bound to that person or condition by an emotional link that is stronger than steel

Forgiveness comes at the moment where we give up. The moment it becomes more important for us to be free than it does to be right. Now, do you wanna be right or do you wanna be free?