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A poem about hiding feeling and traumas away, because you think that's the safest and best way. Hope you can relate maybe. Thank you for reading.

The Vault

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by Kiggled_poems

by Kiggled_poems

Too long spent shutting doors to feelings

locking chests

tying boulders to emotions, memories, thoughts and feelings,

in order to keep putting one foot in front of the other.

In order to survive.

So I dug deep,

as deep as I could possibly dig,

to bury these memories, emotions, thoughts and feelings.

I mined the pits of my stomach

for a space big enough

to house all this pain and confusion, questions and shame.

For a space big enough to store and lock away this luggage,

I now had to carry.

But the pit wasn’t safe enough.

So in was brought a vault with high security doors, locks, fingerprint and eye scanners.

And within that vault an ocean was poured in,

huge boulders swallowed and rolled into place.

Then all that was left was the chest,

where all these emotions and questions, pain and shame would be stored,

housing all the things too hard and confusing to deal with.

So the chest was tied to the boulders

and heaved into the vast expanse of water,

to sink to the bottom.

Years it stayed, locked away in that very way.

-Kigl.2018