Stop Dressing In Old Dirt

I troll inward thoughts

trying to find excuses,

but the mountain rumbles

from the constant rain.

It’s tough to carry the weight

of years cursing a mirror

for my own reflection.

There’s only so many tears

a soul can carry when want

trumps need into selfish.

Don’t Sweat It..Forget It

looks easy on a bumper sticker.

Anger, fat with time feeding,

is a blame addict.

It’s a slippery climb to rise

above the low that fits

like a favorite shirt.

I need to unpack the old year,

do the laundry, and stop

dressing in old dirt.

©Susie Clevenger 2018

I've lived this at times, but I've certainly seen other people living the blame game until their new is nothing more than a rerun of their old. Letting go is not easy. Do the work for freedom.

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