Demons by Raymond A. Foss
Thoughts and memories Baggage carried for way too long How to shed pain and confusion When so much time has gone Down the hourglass With no words, no airing Of the hurt, of the guilt, of the Need to release the demons From my soul
New man, unwilling to carry The trunks and bags and cartloads Of issues unaddressed Blurting them out onto paper Reading them aloud Sharing them honestly Not for hurt but to unburden A soul in chains
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