Suppressed
No deep thoughts arriving, so I write this completely free
hand...
Avoiding the pitfalls of thinking with my head below my waist
band...
The idea of being free, relaxes me like my feet massaging the
sand...
Trapped in my own mind, thinking of the negative shit that
occurred in my life span...
Ignoring the glimmers of happiness, shunning the lights of
love...
Why do I feel the need to choose A, B or C instead of all the
above...
I felt it long ago, yet was too scared to touch it, deciding to
wear a glove...
"With this I protect myself", that's the thought I
embraced as my heart was being tugged...
You're lying to yourself, the feeling that you suppressed was
only meant to be held steady for a moment or two...
Now you're on 9 or 10, there's no way this suppression can
remain inside of you...
You have to let it out, absorb the very things you decided to
suppress, even if it's more than you can chew...
Anything leftover will still rest inside of you, but in a
calming manner so you can do what you need to do...
Which is love yourself like no other so you can be capable of
loving her too...
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