Rarely do I search for, let alone find, a person to fill me through the release of my burdens and the gain of their light, because I know what it is to be burdened by someone else’s troubles, and I never want to do such things to friends I hold dear, even though I feel capable, o even needed, maybe even sometimes joyful from carrying such burdens of others. Maybe I do this to distract myself from the weight of carrying my own. So I wrote an apology poem to my heart and soul for now releasing the weight i put on it. 

Oh the weight of my burdened and burdening soul. 

My deepest apologies for I have forsaken you so. 

I leave you to carry all the left baggage,

as I trot along, searching for more.

Oh how I have treated you so, 

like a young ass, in too much tow.

My dearest apologies and my most sorrowful mourns

as I search ever so slowly

for ways to release you. 

And in doing so I am confronted

by the wounds I have caused incidentally

through leaving you to carry

baggage even long forgotten.