Frustrations run high today.
With circumstances, with life... with myself.
Tears threaten to fall, but if they do, they may not stop.
Sinking into feeling.
And I don't want to go there.
Bury my head in the sand.
Encase my heart in stone.
Build the walls, tear them down, build them back up again.
Open, says my soul.
Open, says my heart.
The cracks are where the light gets in, they say...
But I'm not feeling the light today.
Just the shatter.