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the day was mean
the day glare
I glared back
something didn't sit well with me today
an uneasy feeling was beginning to form
today is a bull
a mean old bronc
he wants to buck me
but I'm hanging on
he'll stomp on me if he gets the chance
so I hang on for life
letting it all hang out
as I ride
the day glare
I glared back
he didn't buck me today
but tomorrow is a mean fucking bronc
of another color
Published 1st Aug 2018
Author's Note
the bronc is a metaphor for addiction and the struggle to stay clean...
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1st Aug 2018 3:49pm
2nd Aug 2018 6:27pm
1st Aug 2018 4:07pm
2nd Aug 2018 6:28pm
thank you beautiful Teri for the encouragement i've found the most important thing is not to give up believing this is just how it is... I have to everyday stay in the fight...
love Brenda
love Brenda
Anonymous
1st Aug 2018 4:16pm
one day at a time
Warrioress
Warrioress
2nd Aug 2018 6:29pm
thank you dearest Soul Soldier for the encouragement it's deeply felt...
love Brenda
love Brenda
Anonymous
1st Aug 2018 5:44pm
Naajir beat me to it. You can only look at what's right in front of you at the moment. Everything else is a distraction. Conquer today. Face tomorrow when you get there...with the same glare. I love you
...ever your Willow
...ever your Willow
2nd Aug 2018 6:30pm
thank you beautiful Willow everyday presents its own challenges I have to take things as they come and maintain focus... I deeply appreciate the encouragement...
I love you...
me
I love you...
me
2nd Aug 2018 6:31pm
