Knots

Why do we not let ourselves be held?

Are we afraid of the fallout?

Of the softening
that occurs with the slightest
of pressure on the hard outer shell

Cracking the protection
we have absurdly built up

Thinking we can fool
the shadows that lurk
just out of sight

A touch, a push, a gentle squeeze
and it all comes rushing to the surface

Releasing the tension
that does nothing but tie us up

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by Jennifer Butler Basile on July 28, 2015  •  Permalink
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Posted by Jennifer Butler Basile on July 28, 2015

https://choppingpotatoes.com/2015/07/28/knots/

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8 Comments

  1. zereion

     /  July 28, 2015

    loved it..

    Liked by 1 person

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  2. b.butler

     /  July 28, 2015

    Love it

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

  3. Cathy

     /  July 29, 2015

    I love it too!

    Liked by 1 person

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  4. Jennifer Butler Basile

     /  July 29, 2015

    Wow! Thanks!

    Like

    Reply

  5. Darque

     /  August 2, 2015

    Reblogged this on Darque Thoughts.

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