I Lost My Emotional Baggage Switching Planes of Consciousness
I reached a point in life where I was so disillusioned,
in my head there was nothing but chaos and confusion
I had trunkloads of trouble
piled up like rubble,
and suitcases stuffed with so much sorrow,
I couldn't see my way to tomorrow
My emotional baggage was overflowing with bad news
Shall we say I had issues?
My luggage was filled to the brim with lies and deception,
and I knew I had to do some serious introspection
Up til then, I had no inkling
of how far down I was sinking
And it was a good bet
I would have to change my mindset
I saw a few soothsayers
and came across a few nay-sayers
Then I came clean with my woes
and apologized to all my foes
Eventually, I was shown
a peace I'd never known
With time, I stood the test
and I LOST MY EMOTIONAL BAGGAGE SWITCHING PLANES OF CONSCIOUSNESS
Copyright © Donna Neary | Year Posted 2023
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