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The Little Things
The little Things
Always
Have a nasty habit
Of ganging up
To become
Big Things
No matter one's
Circumstances
No matter what
One feels
They will change
Merge
Morph
Into things
That will batter You
Psychologically
And Phiscaly
Until you bleed
And as one's
Frustration
Becomes conected
With a blood soaked
Needle and thread
To one's
Regrets
One will finally
Understand
The true meaning
Of those words
The Little Things
In one's Life
That silently Crys
For Attention
Will always
Grow wild
To the Polnt
Where one
Cannot
Ignore Them
Anymore
Always
Have a nasty habit
Of ganging up
To become
Big Things
No matter one's
Circumstances
No matter what
One feels
They will change
Merge
Morph
Into things
That will batter You
Psychologically
And Phiscaly
Until you bleed
And as one's
Frustration
Becomes conected
With a blood soaked
Needle and thread
To one's
Regrets
One will finally
Understand
The true meaning
Of those words
The Little Things
In one's Life
That silently Crys
For Attention
Will always
Grow wild
To the Polnt
Where one
Cannot
Ignore Them
Anymore
Published 29th Nov 2021
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30th Nov 2021 12:18pm
Dear D,
Quite right. The expression “don’t sweat the small stuff” is completely backward to me. This poem, to me, is a very astute example of how small things snowball into huge things. Insightful write. H🌷
Quite right. The expression “don’t sweat the small stuff” is completely backward to me. This poem, to me, is a very astute example of how small things snowball into huge things. Insightful write. H🌷
1st Dec 2021 9:27am
