Those Visits With Flashbacks

Minus and sitting well below zero,
I feel sometimes inside my mind.
Too many pluses of bitter memories nibbling,
Temporarily.
And coming at times to visit with flashbacks.
Hoping to stay and relax for a replaying,
Upon my emotions.

I try when they come to subtract them from memory.
But they come to divide,
My happiness to multiply into fractions.
Attempting to add distractions.

'Remember That?
And how that made you re-act? '

Yeah, I do!
But you're not staying to chew.
Or chit chat to find a match to anger.

And I do my best to remain positively grounded.
With my confidence in check.
And my sanity under control.

But I confront that negativity,
Wanting all the attention it can get from me.
And something inside me will not allow,
The splitting my peace from a wholeness into pieces.
No!
I let those visits with flashbacks come.
But the leaving is a must that is done to do.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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