A hoarder of mental pain,
Trauma permanently tethered –
Emotional baggage overflowing.
A river of tears rushing,
Can’t take two steps without,
Tripping over my own feelings.
Someone asked, why do you keep it?
What purpose does it serve?
Brow crinkles at the question,
Lips smirk to the side while pondering –
A deep breath and a declaration . . .
I’m tied to it, empty otherwise.
The pain fills the space where love should be.
The alternative is a vessel succumbing to the void.
So, a choice is made to not let go, as to,
Never be alone.
My name is Stephanie Henson. I live in Southeastern, PA, but originally from Central, NJ where I studied Communications at Rider University. My background is in Advertising/Marketing and most of my writing experience is through those professional roles. Writing and storytelling has been a passion of mine for a long time. My heart is in Kid Lit where I can craft stories to help young people find their lane in life. A short Children's story I wrote was recently selected for publication by Glittery Literary. I love writing poetry as a form of therapy. I have several poems awaiting publication, and I’ve won three online poetry contests this year. I am married, have two children and a fur-baby Puggle and they keep me busy. In my free time I enjoy reading, theater, mindless web searching, Netflix binges, sunflowers, sports, and anything related to coffee!