I carried my baggage, I was strong enough to hold the load
Although the baggage I cannot deny weighed me down
I always dropped it in the places it shouldn't be I suppose
My trail of destruction was catastrophic
I have a victim list all of whom are suffering broken hearts
I seemed deceivingly calm in the centre
The calmness is just where my storm began to start
I sometimes lost focus, it was directed towards my faults
I would slip past what grounded me
The shock was too much too bare, I put facing the truth on halt
But the shocks would continue until I was brought on my knees
My puzzle pieces clashed as I kept taking the wrong path
I kept destroying my own life
By ignoring the friction I carried from my past
I pushed my problems under, deep into my core
I suppressed my emotions until they leaked through my pours
the deeper I pushed them down
the more my soul would melt
the deeper I pushed them down
the more volcanic emotions I felt
When I finally set them free and released everything from myself
Realising that the release was better for my health
I released all the anger and upset in ways I did not plan
and opened up a stepping stone to create a whole new land
My release of the destructiveness created a whole new world
I created the best version of my very self
YOU ARE READING
An organised mess
PoesieA poetry collection with random poetry I have written overtime, and thought i'd share. I aim to add a new poem into this collection every day, could be the occasional off day :-) hope you enjoy! **thoughts day to day, put pen to paper and let the...
