Cluttered.

That one drawer in the kitchen becomes home to objects 
that have no other place. 

Those old boxes in the garage pile up until 
you can't even remember what's in them anymore. 

The closet is full of unworn clothes, 
but they stay hung as you may need them someday. 

That agonizing memory holds your body captive 
because it has no other place to hide. 

Those venomous words uttered pile up until 
you can't remember what's truth or a lie anymore. 

The lifetime full of affliction is subtly unveiled 
behind that forced smile. 

No matter how many boxes you unpack, 
kitchen drawers you reorganize, 
or closets you purge, 
you always feel cluttered.