Sunday, November 28, 2010
"keep saying it will be ok..."
the cracks don't seem like canyons
the inclines don't seem like mountains
I can believe there is more road
on the other side of the hill
I won't think I'm leaning to the left
a down-pointing arrow & an up-pointing arrow, won't seem like
an unwanted roller coaster ride
my car won't seem like my enemy, refusing to let me believe
I am safe inside
my hands won't shake
my brow won't sweat
my breath that I hold so tight
won't seem like my last
my throat won't seem like the eye of a needle
that can't swallow food
... here's to the antidotes that keep my panic bay! (LOL!)
Sunday Scribbling prompt: "antidote"
Pictures by: me :-) & 'uulyrics.' so proud of my 'Polaroid' shot. Can't wait to play around with that.
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