anxiety isn’t the enemy if i could bathe away fear i would soak for days finding ways to convince myself anxiety isn’t the enemy coming to grips with apprehension is growth they say baby steps i feel more like a crawl wanting my security blanket that was tossed
when dusk claims the day what remains true in your heart when all lies have been dispersed when words wait no longer when light dims as night begins to fall what remains in your heart a longing to live or curl up and wither away falling with the
harvest – mission this field lay not barren hay bales in wait to be gathered gray is not the feel of this day or any other that is your choosing time has come to plow through confusion end vacillation
defrost it took a heatwave to finally get through your frozen exterior melting ever so slightly giving a glimpse of what you have hidden in your heart burying memories in an ice chest won’t change reality defrost your protective shell let me help your not
for a loved soul tears fell like light rain drops gently dancing on a calm pond the mood somber the room filled with love and even bits of laughter hung out in the corners with distant memories that now were viewed up close and
