Letting Go

Life isn't fair, for how long will I blab? Everyone knows that and sure have their share of crab. Too much of hurts and clinging to the painful past will not do. Telling the tales of yesterday pain is a much ado. Incessant pang of fury is the only thing I will surely gain. No more hold on that past of constant pain. Going forward and putting the past behind, Guaranteed me a blessing of many kind. Offences of the past I shall no more find