Asking for Amnesia

Yesterday is fraught with grief
and pain too tender for relief
Letting go?
Living on?
...
It's much too hard
to move beyond.
And so,
here is my one request
in case I'm
not
doing my best;
in case I'm bitter,
still unknowing;
in case my memories
are slowing healing
by the way they stay,
though I thrust them far away.

If You took my memory
would I love more willingly?
Would I give with better grace
and find true joy
here in this place?

I'm curious if I'm the cause
of sharpened words
and bitter pause.
But till I lose my memory,
I'll wonder still
if it's just me.