My 2 Second Shelf Life

Fetal



There are things that happen in your life, that cannot be spoken to another soul.
Things that are not for public consumption.
Things that eat away at your dignity, and your feelings of worth.
But things that cannot be spoken, nevertheless.

Cannot be spoken because of shame,
love,
faithfulness…
but carried like a burden to sneak up on you at unexpected times.
To visit you just before you drop off to sleep, and cause you to remember with agonizing detail the hurt.
To cause you doubt.
To make you feel unlovable.

You dream, and dream, and dream

Tomorrow, it’s a new day.
You bury it.
You smile, and make jokes.
And people admire your attitude.
They admire your strength.

So do you.