Posted by Glass, I am
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For fragile I am.
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Throwing stones at me
Left and right
All day, all night
No reprieve. No hope in sight.
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Why did I build my house this way?
I can’t sleep, I can’t run, I can’t stay.
I pray for this madness to STOP!
Every Day – For it to go far far away.
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Please, Please, Please. GOD?!
NO MORE!
E-NOUGH IS E-NOUGH!
Coming to the end of a rapidly fraying rope
Finding myself repeatedly unable to cope
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Shouting at the top of my lungs
LOUDER!
LOUDER!!
LOUDER!!!
HELP ME!!!! HELP ME!!!!
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Begging and hoping for my screams
To Shatter —
Shatter ME —
This House of Fragility!
You Lil Dickens 
we all are children of the crystal palace
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That’s very true and I love the way you put it. Well said, utahan15! Thank you for reading and commenting. I appreciate you taking the time.
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time is ours. John is i
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“I can’t sleep, I can’t run, I can’t stay” and “Coming to the end of a rapidly fraying rope.” YES. Both of those things are what anxiety is to me. Not there yet but I will enter that realm soon enough.
I hate that you suffer these things, but I am awed by your talent for expressing them.
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Oh, Melissa. I’m sorry experience the same. It is dreadful, isn’t it? Thank you for your kind words. I really appreciate the compliment! You are so sweet!
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Love you, we love you. We are all delicate beings, some have a coating of false hardness of others bare their vulnerability which is strength. ♥️🙏🏻
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Thank you! I’ve come to find something unexpected here and for once it’s not scary or frustrating, quite the opposite. That something unexpected is friendship, support, encouragement, validation, affirmation. A sense of community. All these things I stumbled upon serendipitously couldn’t have come at a better and much needed time.
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♥️😉🙏🏻
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Sometimes the the most fragile thing is the only thing deep enough to carry all that heartache…
the only thing deep enough to fill the best, rugged spaces between those mountains –
the human mountains…
the mountains that grow in human hearts…
the mountains that summon wild, thundery monsoons from the gas-fuelled core of the cosmos
seeding the wild lands of the heart with rivers
and conjuring the churn of oceans with what a far more casual and unseeing world simply writes off as teardrops.
Fragile things that hold unseen galaxies together behind their smile.
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Wonderfully and eloquently said, John. ❤️❤️❤️
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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As always, thank you 😊 my friend!
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Always happy to read and share, your writing and posts with followers, My Dear! Hope you’re having a great day! 😊💕🌹
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I’m doing better. Thank you 😊 Last night was really rough and I feel so drained today, can’t seem to do anything. It’s one of those can’t get out of bed days. You ever have those?
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Inside us we all are in a way fragile. Whatever the exterior. A great post
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Oh, thank you for reading and for leaving such a kind and thoughtful comment. 😉
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