Emotional Baggage II

Emotional baggage

Was never meant for show and tell

Hold onto your secrets

Keep your truths to yourself

For no matter how

You try to explain the whole

There are only certain parts of you

Others really want to know.

Don’t open your suitcase

Something might fall out

They’ll perceive that one item

As if that’s all you’re about.

They’ll overlook the layers

Of all you’ve packed away

How carefully you’ve folded

What needed to remain safe.

Keep your suitcase locked

Keep it out of view

It’s already overflowing

Don’t add anything new.

Put it in your closet

Store it under your bed

All the unmentionables

You should never have said.

You must take it with

Wherever you go

Though what lies inside of it

Nobody needs to know.

Don’t pull out your diary

For others to read

They’ll skip too many pages

To ever truly see,

That every line written

Every word scratched out

Every horror you have suffered

Instilled in you the doubt

That anyone could look inside

And see more than your name

When you brush away the glitter

You see the damage still remains.

Keep it tethered to you

Safeguard it at all cost

It’s not meant for show & tell

You can’t recover what’s been lost.

RaenellDawn

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I’ve always been a deep thinker. Superficial, mediocre conversations will never do. I want the raw, bone deep, authentic version of people. I’ve always expressed myself through writing. The only talent I possess is being able to articulate emotions through written expressions. Strangers comment on how my writing has helped them to realize that they are not alone. They find comfort in knowing that someone out there not only understands, but can put into words, what they feel. I’m an INFJ-E

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