To Yourself

 

All those thoughts you store away

They’re too raw for you to share

So you roll them up like socks

In a drawer of underwear

 

All those thoughts you store away

Feed your dreams so long and deep

Through the nights of darkest need

And the days of light and speed

 

Keep your anger

Hide your fear

Stuff your worry

In a box

 

All impulses flattened down

They’re too big for you to show

So you stow them all away

In footlockers of despair

 

At the ends of all your beds

All the silent sounds are pressed

Locked in the twisting turning

Centers of your energy and light

 

May the universe release you

May you live the life that’s free

May you worry not about

What everyone might see

 

Smile your grin without a worry

Love your skin that you are in

Let it out to let it in

Breathe it out to breathe it in

 

 

By Diane E. Dockum

©April 18,2017

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