What I wasn't planning on telling you
Are the stories I keep hidden from myself
Unlocked in the tragic attic
Dusted webbed caskets
Those thoughts freeze me up
A reaction I've done enough of
They want to come down
To be welcomed in my house
When they resruface
I remember them like they were yesterday
My mind hits play
& makes me relive the pain
I'm not ashamed
But over the years I trapped them
& told them they ruin my day
Memories buried in the graveyard of my mind
No tombstone
So they can be harder to find
My mind has always protected me
As it's choosing now for all things to be seen
No preview saying "Coming Soon"
To a sadness near you
Turn on the flashlight
I know it's time
So up the ladder I begin to climb
The safety to release is finally present
I still wasn't planning on telling you
But thank you for your love & acceptance
♡ Jazzy
"Memories buried in the graveyard of my mind
No tombstone
So they can be harder to find"
love. love. LOVE.
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