Why do your wrong doings
Drain me so?
I’ve done nothing but trust you…
Now I must shelter myself against all the flailing thoughts of ifs
Cut down all the sprigs of desperation
Unearth every weed of bitterness
And continue to wonder
When did I ever ask to be stronger?
takes the tyranny out of its tirade
take it in stride
and what keeps you at bay
becomes shallow enough
to wallow through…