security blanket

i am so used to have these little words tucked away in the dark
in the dark where no one could see them, where i couldn't be exposed and laid open
they were a personal reflection when i needed them
i am not sure why i decided to turn on the light in that dark corner and expose my words to the world
i think it was a part of acceptance, seeking something beyond just myself
but the moments i realize that others can see these words, i long for the little words in the dark because it was a security blanket, an old one that i trust
and in the moments when i realize that all of this has an impact i truly question
why would someone else love this? why would someone else think that this is great? these are just my little words, my little thoughts, my little heart
why would anyone value that?
that questioning is a security blanket, the denial and not understanding validation without guilt
my brain screams in alarm, not wanting someone's thoughts so taken with me, my words, not a burden
i am not sure why it does that, something that i do not understand
but i will try grasp the fact people enjoy these bundles of words and embrace it
dear me,
why can't they be impactful?
why can't i help others with these little words?
it is okay that they are.