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I see a storm coming..
it rages over me,
entices me,
toying and playing with me
I try to break free...
It's hold it to strong.
I surrender and embrace it fully knowing i will suffer..
tension builds....
I ponder..
feeding it angrily.
So much anguish stirs and a calmness swells in my eyes
It trickles downmy left cheek..
I taste its salt.
Alas, the storm with its fierce rage has relaxed as
sadness overcomes me.
Hilary Wreidt Thompson
written: August 11, 2011
This is how I feel sometimes when overwhelmed with stress or anxiety..like a raging storm, which must alway come to a calm.
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