The Pain

Well I had a rather bad day today.
But writing this made me feel better.

Old demons from my past wait in warm spots on a stormy day
I'm away from the rain face to face with old pain
Side to side my shuffle my head we go side to side
Thinking of things to say
To those who could never put down the bottle
I dont criticize with a smile
I wonder could I help you?
If you help me...
Because you see that pain is a relative we all share
Showing up in the worst of family occasions
To knock over the cake and spike the punch
To be yelled at and ushered out, but never understood
You see, we don't examine our pain or embrace our pain
We simply shove it away until it returns, rears its ugly head on a different day
What to do with pain that can't be wrapped up and kissed away by our mothers and fathers
It lingers as an angry cloud
To me,
One must do their best to be creative and love others despite such pain.
Because how could we ever let the past define our future.
It has past and we must face ahead.

Just some thoughts.
peace & love

-Dev