Bitterness
Bitterness is for cowards
It is for those who cling to the past
In hopes of making a better delusional present
With no hope for an honest future
Bitterness is for those
Who are self-absorbed
Always thinking about how someone did them wrong
Not realizing they did someone wrong too
Bitterness is for those
Who can’t see past themselves
Thinking their opinion is the only one that matters
Not realizing that their judgment might just be flawed
Bitterness is for those
Who are weak of mind and heart
Who reject any attempts to make amends
Preferring to be comfortable in their misery
Bitterness is counter productive
It is self-defeating
It is denial
It is the mark of a weak mind
Bitterness prevents self growth
Self examination
True self expression
Future healthy relationships
Bitterness is like a boil
Growing and festering
Filling with contaminants and bacteria
Waiting for someone to lance it
Until the disease is released
It oozes and seeps
Staining everything around you
Causing a foul stench
Like a mutated pimple
It must eventually pop
And if the bitterness is not fully released
All that is left is an empty scab of skin
Chuck Smoot
May 25, 2003
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