The Meaning of Rescue

Now that I'm home, bathed, settled and fed

All nicely tucked in my new warm bed

I'd like to open my baggage lest I forget

There's so much to carry so much to regret

 

Hmm…. Yes there it is, right on top

Let's unpack Loneliness Heartache and Loss

And there by my leash hides Fear and Shame

As I took these things I tried to leave

I still have to unpack from my baggage called Pain

I loved them, the others, the ones who left me

But I wasn't good enough, for they didn't want me

Will you add to my baggage?

Will you help me unpack?

Or will you just look at my things and take me right back?

Do you have the time to help me unpack?

To put away my baggage

To never repack

I pray you do-

I'm so tired you see

But I do come with baggage 

Will you still want me?