#ventingfeelings

Ah. The struggle.

Of dealing with one’s feelings

Taming them

Training them

Keeping them in their place.

The disappointment,

dismay, annoyance,

  even anger.

The struggle to keep one’s head fixed,

  facing ahead

Resisting the urge to shake it

Or to bow, in shame and guilt

The constant effort to always look back

At the old times

When you were young

And everything was rosy

And things seemed perfect.

But such a strategy

  has its own dangers

With past hurts bubbling forth

  towards the surface

Things forgotten

Resurface

And haunt

And so I sit

And smile

And make plans to

Make her happy

I smile despite the deep 

  sadness and broken-ness