Oh, to be Ordinary and Oblivious!
Obtuse to the Oppressive memories
repressed from days of Old.
Obscene images Occupying One’s mind
causing Overwhelming emotions
to Occur, On Occasion,
at in-Opportune times.
Ominous reflections
Orchestrating and Offering their Opus;
an Overture yearning to be heard.
If not met head On,
becoming an Obstacle to
Our personal growth.
In Order To move Onward,
spiritually and emotionally,
along life’s Odyssey
I Opine to you...
Optimistically and without Offense...
that it is Our Obligation to be Open
to working through the woe.
Offer that Olive branch to the pain.
Oblige the hurt.
And Only then shall they truly be
Obliterated to
Once upon a time
