Ramblings

As I sit here tasting what should have been yours,
I cannot help but imagine the voices that are about to speak
For the actions that I took,
And for the actions that I am about to take,
May not make them happy.
Rather then quell these voices,
I invite them with open arms.
I give them drinks and offer them my hospitality.
But, they offer me their unkind words,
And their unanalyzed thoughts.
I wish to fight them, as much as I want to ignore them.
So I thank them.