Anger Management

You say it's just

The past

Nothing to dredge over

Though they did last

Long enough

For me

To call your bluff

Stress you say they be

Though they are all

Memories to me

Good or bad

It doesn't matter

They all weigh in

The brain gets fatter

Without them

There would be nothing

To build on

You do need something

So please forgive me

I can't help but say

These thoughts as they flow

Even though they're from yesterday

Keep in mind

Not all were

Made blind

Some are a blur

Seems we need to focus

On some type of goal

Maybe pull out the spackle

Fill that big hole


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