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Britney Blaska Poem
A fear unseen yet controlling and torturous as it is. Irrationally contemplating the next reaction. Every written letter a sign of courage, every word spoken a sign of strength progressing. Every breath slowly returning to a consistent pace as the world comes zooming into focus. You're falling. The curtains pulled back, that old worn smile returns only to vanish in a mere instant. The array of sadness sweeps in a clutter of dispair. Overwhelmed by all that surrounds you. A growing antagonist in a story as the details swarm. The tale of the whole and the broken. The partial world's split in two between reality and emotion. The sudden rage rises to the surface as your body clenches writhing in the catastrophe of mental agony. A heavy heart and a trail of scars. Every statement pondered, every outcome thought of always assuming the worst of situations. Blank stares, monotoned answers. A maze called in sick, can't find it's way through this crisis. All self motivation simply vanished. Regrets stir the fury evolving. So much pressure. A daily struggle for so many. Anxiety. Depression.
Copyright © Britney Blaska | Year Posted 2022
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Britney Blaska Poem
The significance of the role you play in other's lives: It is one of high importance. You are superb in skill, tactful in discretion, and spectacular at all that you motivate your mindfulness to. Precious in spirit, a gift of sweetness abiding where grief once held a steadfast hostage, your love: freeing. Your smile: a heartwarming greeting. A gesture of simplicity, yet quite the contrary, for it means the most to me. Uncertainty once led on my behalf, yet you've gained trust of a girl once stubbornly unwilling. A idea that had been hatched, but not yet to be had, to you it's been given. Deserving of which only God can give. The daughter of the father he gives to restore the hearts of so many more. You are a true representation of a blessing. Kindred in being, and bold as the tales of old. Slaying not lions, but the thought of engaging in lovelessness, for you are the epitome of grace given to humanity, a restored balance, through Christ and instilled in the likes of your own beautiful being. We are told not to delight in pride, but humility, yet in you there's pride of one to be had, for you represent the remnants of good left in humanity. You are the kind that is sought out. Searched for everywhere high and low, up hither and down below. A dying breed, it seems there's a drought, but in you it is bestowed. Behold it has not run out. It is your aptitude for endurance, and your attitude of prosperity that draws those lacking near, for to whom they are students, and alas you are the teacher that hath appeared. ??????
Copyright © Britney Blaska | Year Posted 2022
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