Staring off into space 

My current objective misplaced

My wife asking why the long face

I say nothing

Well nothing I can erase

Bad memories come back

With all the emotions firmly attached

I wish I could drive away 

Leaving those thoughts In a far away place

Luckily I only have to look at my daughter's face

She's always smiling and playing

Reminding me to do the same 

Even when I feel im failing

Children are a blessing

A person can be a million miles away and impact you like a bomb on D day. I don't know about you, but I struggle to forget the people who were rude. Or left me to live on my own, the after math of being disowned, lingers and hurts like a bad stinger. The mind is a battlefield. Forgive, forget and just live.