Floundering in the dark
searching for the light
Scattered thoughts disgorge
from a miasmic mind
too burdened to contain them
emotions escape through tears
Unrestrained anxiety
irrational fear
unwarranted consternation
Pounding chest, heaving
threatening to fragment
anticipating failure
and pain
Soul seeking solace
confronts the unseen
stands in trepidation
against enshrouded foe
A weary warrior
voice raised in supplication
beseeching favor through faith
Repudiating the disquietude
emancipating fragile psyche
reclaiming, regaining, reasserting
gathering the detritus
of unconsumed peace
forging it to armor
sheltering beneath
until the storm subsides
again
Crystal R. Cook
The Qwiet Muse 
Oh Crystal… you are so gifted. Keep using words to release… they are your painting, your sculpture, your muse. I will be praying for this internal battle to be won by Peace, Joy, God, and Self Love.
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Your words are always so precious to me . . . they go right into my heart đŸ™‚
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wow..you are back with a bang… đŸ™‚
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Keep that armour about you, my dear. You’ll get through this.
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Beautifully written , this made me so sad, I want to hug you!
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I’ll consider myself hugged, and thank you đŸ™‚ I needed one . . .
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