The Smallest Of Triggers
I hate how I feel
although common it seems,
having been once again
what I swore I’d not be.
Yes, despite all the talks
that I’ve had with myself,
making promises to
put the past on the shelf.
Asking Heaven to help me
and forming a plan,
putting forth my best effort
to do all I can.
But so quickly it seems
to unravel and fray,
as I learn once again
what I learn everyday -
that small problems are made
a full universe bigger
if you won’t stop what starts...
with the smallest of triggers.
