(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

You Make It So Hard

Please don't get me bitter.
Please don't let it start.
I am a vessel of love,
This I know.
But some remnants on my heart...
I wish from me depart.
I pray to God...
'Don't let me sit.
Not with this bitterness,
Stirring to whip me into a fit!
God, I asked to get over this!
With a forgiveness...
That has not forgotten.
I want this emotion from me to lift!
But I am reminded...
I simply can not quit!
A forgiveness I have done.
But I can not seem to forget!
I can not let it go.
Why do I invite it to revisit? '

~WELL...
THAT AIN'T FORGIVENESS, OKAY?
SO DON'T BOTHER ME AGAIN,
WITH THIS BITTERNESS Shhhhh...
NONSENSE! ~

Father...
You make it so hard.
I'll do the best I can.

~NO! UH-UH!
YOU DO!
YOU MAKE THAT TRIFLING STUFF HARD.
YOU JUST HAVE A WISH TO KEEP PETTY! ~

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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