Just sit here long enough
And the pain will dissolve
The thoughts that taunt
Will somehow subside, devolve
Right?
God, grant me serenity
Or tape my mouth shut
My anxiety is peeking
It’s ready to explode
Full force into action
Pulled rings
Grenade skies
And I become
The very thing I despise
~Reposted from June 2014
HASTYWORDS 
Danggg I know that one 😦 *HUGS*
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Excellent, I’ve sent on to Twitter.
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… grenade skies…
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Knowing what you despise, meaning you’re half-way in not being!
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**Grenade skies
And I become
The very thing I despise**
Superb.
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“Tape my mouth shut” – very good advice and something I need to practice. 🙂
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These summer months are humid and I think of how the skies will open with rain at any moment – sky full of grenades trumps that. Brilliantly put, intense work.
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