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F E A R L E S S . . .

After she told tales of  her darkest moments
highlighting her demons,
she took me up upstairs
to see a closet filled with skeletons.
Between blouses
there were mistakes and secrets.
Beneath shoes
were her wrong choices in men laying still.
We went downstairs
to hear murmurs of a past continuing to haunt her,
before walking me back to the front door.
“Now do you see why you can’t stay here?”, she said.

‘Yes.
I am not afraid.

‘I’ll see you tomorrow.’

J. Wesley



'F E A R L E S S . . .' have 4 comments

  1. June 29, 2016 @ 7:18 pm Wanjiku Thuo

    If only people would agree to show their Skeltons and we would accept them as they are despite all the baggage they bring.

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  2. July 19, 2016 @ 2:48 am Stephanie

    Love this!

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  3. May 17, 2017 @ 8:30 pm Rose-Angela

    Hmmm.. I learned that you never enter a new relationship with past baggage. All you have to offer the next person is your brokeness . And what happens if you both have baggage, is there hope for that relationship?

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  4. November 11, 2017 @ 4:54 am DaraRae Gowens

    This hit me to my core!! I’ve learned that we never really clean out our closet. Things may get moved around, but the shadows of what we once wore are always there. The tattered old sweater isn’t worn, but stored….. in a way to comfort our loss, but knowing it’s there to remind us it’s no longer our style. What used to be our favorite shoes, show the signs of the journey we walked…. when we had no idea where we were going….. but somehow made it to our desired destination. Whomever is I allow in my closet, I risk them never wanting to come back… but that risk also gives hope of them loving every season, of every time piece worn in my life and wanting to add pieces to the beautiful mess ❤❤❤
    THANK YOU FOR THIS

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