When I am wounded
By other’s pain
I find myself
Stuck in refrain

Rehearsing the hurt
They’ve done to me
Wondering why Jesus
Won’t set me free

But when I take time
To hear His reply
I am quite surprised
To find out just why

The reason their wound
Burdens my heart
Is that they’ve triggered
My orphaned “part”

Past times of pain
That I could not bear
Were sealed off inside
So I need not share

The memory hidden
Of pain unprocessed
Is what was awakened
By offense unguessed

This external cycle
Of others to blame
Is just a distraction
From internal shame

The actual demon
That I most resent
Is the very self
Which made my heart rent

The type of forgiveness
I most need to see
Is Christ reconciling
So I forgive me!