By Michael W. Raley
I wasted a lot of years being angry.
Triggered by the mere thought of an event
Or the mention of someone’s name.
The hurt, the pain, and the unanswered prayers
Twisting inside of me, like a thorn in my flesh.
I believe that I’m entitled to answers,
But I know the answers won’t change anything
As what is passed cannot be undone.
The only remedy for this long incubating illness
Is to go forward with today
And work on some semblance of peace.
Triumphant In Christ 