A Trigger
Feelings aren’t right or wrong;
A trigger sets them loose
And if we cannot shrug them off,
They tighten like a noose.
Of course, I’m talking negatives –
The hurts that we perceive
Are sent our way by those who should
Support us, we believe.
It’s likely our reaction
Wasn’t anyone’s intent,
But still we feel the same, no matter
What was really meant.
The trick is what we do about
What’s left us feeling low,
For keeping quiet sometimes
Is the safest way to go.
Since confrontation often
Means that everybody squirms,
It might be better keeping closed
That slimy can of worms.
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