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Chaos Appears
Organizing my world
A self taught behavior
Never letting control slip
Because chaos appears
My feet must stay grounded
A selfless behavior
Feeling pressure from family blind behaviors
Never letting control slip
Because chaos appears
Guiding my little one
A daily walk
Full of joy; surrounding single mom uncertainties
Never letting control slip
Because chaos appears
My Gated heart
God instilled
With more then enough love
Once naive to the power that a pure heart possess....
Relinquishing control
Create chaos
I feel my body tense
A self taught behavior
Never letting control slip
Because chaos appears
My feet must stay grounded
A selfless behavior
Feeling pressure from family blind behaviors
Never letting control slip
Because chaos appears
Guiding my little one
A daily walk
Full of joy; surrounding single mom uncertainties
Never letting control slip
Because chaos appears
My Gated heart
God instilled
With more then enough love
Once naive to the power that a pure heart possess....
Relinquishing control
Create chaos
I feel my body tense
Published 6th Mar 2022
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Control inside of me
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“Incredible change happens in your life when you decide to take control of what you do have power over instead of craving control over what you don't.” ― Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
I feel your angst, needing to be on top of things. May you have the discipline to control what you can, and not stress on what you can't. Your poem conveys the pressure on your shoulders, not only to protect yourself but your little one from chaos. I felt your emotion so a good poem.
I feel your angst, needing to be on top of things. May you have the discipline to control what you can, and not stress on what you can't. Your poem conveys the pressure on your shoulders, not only to protect yourself but your little one from chaos. I felt your emotion so a good poem.
