Try as I might,
sometimes it's so hard
to just count my blessings
and be grateful.

All the unfairness
that I have had to face
rises up in my heart
like bile,
and as I have no way
to let it all out,
I am forced to swallow
this emotional vomit,
leaving behind
a sour aftertaste.

Though the cure
is rather simple,
it's oh so difficult.
Sometimes,
a little sweetness
is so hard to come by.