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written by: Donetta Sifford



If you hold onto guilt
it will become an old friend
who overstayed their welcome.
A time will come when
you will want to rid yourself
of tiresome baggage.
Becoming bitter, confused,
unsure how.
My advice is this:
Shake off tiresome baggage
without losing one
night of sleep.
Confessions are for priests.
Our loved ones are
not so forgiving.
Easing your mind
does not bring
them peace.
While you rest
easy in the bed
you made
they will lie awake
in the darkness.
The only sound
their heart breaking
into a million pieces.

Donetta Sifford

Donetta Sifford

Donetta Sifford is from a small town in Virginia. She has been writing since she can remember. One of her poems has been published in an online journal, The Reverie.
Donetta Sifford

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