The Log

Such an impeccable log you keep sir

You can pull from the records

Dates, Times, Names, and Places

of events

Times when you were hurt

Every tear has been measured and recorded on the chart

Every scream and shout

(from others not yourself)

documented slowly

over the years

But sir, pray 

Have you noticed?

This log you keep

has begun to weigh down your pack

You stagger now 

underneath this full load

Could you pause in your journey

Even for a moment

To release them?

Even just a few items

Maybe?

It would be so much easier on your sore back

Sir, if you could muster this feat

if your pack was completely

Empty. 

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I like the metaphor for this..the emotional baggage weighing us down..interesting and unique ..