All emptied

In so doing

I carried this vessel all throughout.

A vessel full of things wanted and unwanted.

Only to bear the burden per second of the past of then and now.

I have settled it on a porch and took things one by one,

one emotion at a time,

one tears of all years I had to go through.

All of my trials to all tribulations into decades of tragedy of my head,

brain,

mind

heart,

resentments,

regrats,

bickering,

and all the box can handle.

This is my Pandora's box that life's gift gave.

I in turn do have to empty.

One by one.