• Michaela

Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?

I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow down the walls

Housing my failing mental state

Who ever knew this tumultuous fall

Would come of feeling happy and safe?

If I can just get a stronger grip,

Stop the constant mental drip,

Catch my feet before they trip...

Then maybe I'll find my saving grace.

But that all proves a lie so elusive

Determining my control is a bluff

And I'm forced to own it's conclusive

At this point, enough is enough.

I must hope by reaching my limits

The stones will crumble away

And that the collapse will herald a climate Where love can truly carry the day.


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