We live in a very polarizing time. Many people are afraid to share their beliefs for fear of judgment. So we keep many stories to ourselves, but these stories, these experiences can weigh us down. It’s important to find someone in your life to share your struggles, hopes, dreams, and even nightmares. This starts with bringing down the walls we have built to keep others out, to protect our hearts. While it’s not necessarily wise to lower the walls for just anybody, it is vital to have at least one person to know the real you and will help you carry those stories that you don’t tell.
The stories we don’t tell
keeping them close inside
letting our wounds swell
til there’s nothing more
and no one left to tell.
The stories we don’t share
assuming no one cares
keeping our pain to ourselves
til the loneliness overwhlems.
The stories we don’t tell disform and disarm
leaving us with nothing but the stories
the stories we save for ourselves.
The stories we do tell
baring all
scars hidden, now brought to light
no longer consumed
no longer frightened but enlightened
our grief is not our own
once we take that first step off this lonely road
we gather our struggles and blow our horn
and down tumble the walls of Jericho.
From Fingertips to Fiction 