Balancing My Needs (September 9, 2016)

A weary sigh

Escapes

As apprehension 

Fills me.

Worrying

Am I letting 

Too much

Of my life

Public.

Previously

Have had others 

Use my past

As a blunt weapon

Against me.

Some may view

This admittance

As a paradox.

Given

The open nature

Of my poetry.

But

To heal

I must be open

And honest

About my experiences.

In releasing

Many years

Of suppressed memories.

Allowing

Complete healing

Of those partially 

Healed wounds

I have.

How does one

Do this

Without revealing

Too much?

A question

I am struggling

To answer.

Therisa © 2016

Author's note: Am I, being paranoid, for feeling this way? I know, I have major trust issues, with people, as I have, in the past, been involved, with those, who have abused my openness, for their own selfish needs. For I need to move forward, in my life, without constantly looking over my "shoulders", for an ambush or two.