Are these thoughts my own

I’m so confused

My heart does not agree

It breaks at what has been shown

Formed bonds share emotion

Unwanted burden kept secret

Or have the demons been unleashed

again

Placing colors in a glass jar

High on a shelf out of reach

Intermingled and fused

Bright and dark and blue

Is there a difference in ownership

Individually covet and despise

Indistinguishable and inaudible

Are they yours or mine

Taking heed to suggestions

Knowing they are lies

If one of the full jars fall

…do they all shatter in unison