Poetry

Let it go…

Slam that door!
Go on!
Put all your self-doubt in there…
That room where the walls can’t be seen,
the one you never visit.

Mine is metal.
Can’t be opened without a key and I through it away ages ago.
In there I put the doubts
the bullies
the name-callers
and finger pointers.

I’ve also decided to put the worry in there.
Not just the money worry,
but the worry if I will succeed.
Or the one that leaves me shaking in a cold sweat…
That I will succeed.

I’ve slammed the door and let it all go.
Now lets see how many of the critters
will find the letterbox and
bother me anyway.

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