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Sensitivity
feeling like I am not enough sinking into my sensitivity being held captive in my own mind of unworthy theories and lost creativity, gravitional pools of sorrows and lost yesterdays my mind is a foggy haze. not pleading to be saved from this empyy place, rather to meet me and greet me with grace even though my spirit trys hard to pull away to be left in this comfortable serenity of familiarity of my own two feet on the ground solid and sound of grounded contemplation of inner strength to do what one has to yet crumbling under turmoil. Near yet far away, pulling close just to push away as fear is strength of keeping us both safe
