Museum

A Poem by Derek Barnes

Just letting people be aware that my poetry is always personal and I expose a bit of myself in each one. Sequel to the confession series.

Welcome to the museum of my life, you're gonna learn a lot of stories/ if you've read any poems prior to your visit then you're familiar with the territory/ but, you're just in the beginning stages of getting to know me/ you're gonna be here a while so you best be getting cozy/ my confessions were just me exposing a few of my faults/ and I'm not placing the blame on anyone else, that's why I call them my faults/ it's a massive place so just follow me so you don't get lost/ I wouldn't lead you astray because I'm led by the truth/ the deeper you dig into me you'll see that Christianity is in my roots/ there's a section of my doubts, my depression, my regrets/ and so on, best believe I'll write till there's no words in my life left/ oh, but fortunately the story is still being written/ and when it's all said and done I promise you my world will still be an open exhibit/ because I write from the heart and so many emotions flood out/ so everyone will be welcome because nobody's gonna feel left out/ I'm just someone that God made to make a difference/ I may not touch every life, but I appeal to others because I'm different/ just goes to show how he works and how each of us are unique/ I don't create a false persona so being real is my only technique/ so welcome one and all you know what you're in for/ so open up your mind as we begin the in depth tour..