Never showing
that's how that one went
been others
of that sort
Tucked away or buried

Kindness given to myself
cathartic writs
too sensory pervasive
or inescapably perverse
No one will ever know

Some just erased
much like I was
pages torn from your diary
but I'm not mailing
Mine to you

Just means
uselessness
isn't always
as useless
As one might think

I wonder
what someone
might think
after digging
This one up

Doesn't matter
really either way
the acceptance
or rejection of
Minds might change