Will You Help Me Unpack?
Now that I’m home, settled and fed,
all nicely tucked in my nice warm bed.
I’d like to open my baggage, lest I forget,
so much to regret.
Hmm..Yes there it is right there on top
Let’s unpack Loneliness, heartache and loss,
And there by my leash hides fear and shame
As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave-
I still have to unpack my baggage called pain.
I loved them, the others, the ones who left me,
Will you add to my baggage?
Will you help me unpack?
Or will you just look at my things-
And take me right back?
Do you have the time to help me unpack?
To put away my baggage,
To never repack
I pray that you do - I’m so tired you see,
But I do come with baggage-
Will you still want me?
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