Ice
Cold, wet, and dry
Are the tears that I cry.
Of no use
Really just a tease
I would prefer to have a constant sneeze.
MwsR ❤
Ice
Cold, wet, and dry
Are the tears that I cry.
Of no use
Really just a tease
I would prefer to have a constant sneeze.
MwsR ❤

Disapproval is so capturing
It is like a cage where you wish to be freed
Nothing more demeaning
At least not to me
I see it steal the innocence of children
Robbing the older folks of much joy
It illuminates the sidewalks when a stranger passes by
The scars are almost unrecognizable
They take on a life of their own
Disapproval is a beast to all
Devouring what there is left of one’s dignity.
The only way to escape its grasp?
No one knows.
I surely don’t because it grows as I grow.
It has walked around me all my life.
Taking on the faces of people I thought loved me.
People who accepted me for who I am
It has long become a part of my view of myself
It is like skin on my bones
Forever a cover to what lies beneath.
Visible to onlookers of the outer self
But not inside where one’s soul is shelved.
Disapproval can defeat a person’s outlook on things
It shuts them down before they even engage.
It is powerful , more than a two-edged sword
If it was to disappear, oh what a better place we would have here.
MwsR ❤

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Blessed be,
MwsR