I Forgive You Poem by Blessing Kalamatila

How did I get here?
A place that, on one hand, feels like zero gravity,
floating among broken, shallow pieces of me,
yet landing gracefully, with a deep sense of peace.
This feels different,
A place where massive wins feel small,
And fate is something I no longer feel the need to control.

A place where betting on hope is the only victory,
For I beat the odds, despite the numbers in my bank account.
The wise listen, but you chose to trust your own voice.
At some point, no advice was sought,
I guess that's what happens when the answers lay within your own thought.
But the echoes fade as wisdom unfolds,
And what was once loud becomes a whisper of the truth.

A place where not all dreams come true,
Especially where illusions feel steady,
Fragile castles built on shifting sands,
Unveiling truths when my heart wasn't ready.

A place of acceptance because skill can only get you far,
But luck sees past the effort.
Where Pride now lies in the ability to walk away, despite the pull,
No more questioning what's different.
A place where the game and life blur into one familiar dance.
In the stillness, I see now—the battle was never with the casino
But with myself, hidden in plain sight.

A place where forgiveness blooms,
For the battles fought, the losses and the gains.
I forgive the pride, the endless chase,
And the hands that played with fire and pain.
No more judgment, no more blame,
Only peace as I walk away, unashamed.