Remaining Happy Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

No stories left,
Do I have an urgency...
To compare in the telling told.
About confronting and defeating,
Those impossible obstacles.

No stories left,
Do I have a need or wish to recall.
To relive to captivate,
With a leaving of others enthralled.
Or with shivers to deliver.

Whether or not others make claims I exaggerate.
I am more experienced today with a faith I did not fake.
And a taking for granted each step I make.
Is not a welcoming activity,
I greet with an anticipating to partake.

I felt a cold brick wall up against my back.
Frightening enough,
I could no longer fantasize a trapping done like that.
Especially with exits closed.
To rely only on my faith to provide an escape.

Now with remaining happy and sustaining that on my mind,
No stories left...
Do I have an urgency to compare in the telling told.
About confronting and defeating those impossible obstacles.
Nor do I have a need to be teased to emotionally relive them.

I've unloaded and left behind,
Those winding roads I never chose to twist my mind.
Remaining happy and sustaining that,
Has come to please my every need.
No matter if that's judge as a selfish act...so be it judged!