Open Heart

baggage

i am ashamed of so many things
but i don't want to carry the shame anymore
yet i can't put anything down
there's just too much on my hands
everything would just fall apart
but i muster up the courage
and let a piece of shame fall
along with bits of ego, pride, and secrets
i'll leave those there for now
and keep moving forward
still the pieces i'm holding
goes away one by one
and maybe i'll find new pieces
wonderful pieces like a compliment
i suppose i could carry without suffering