Bare

There comes a point when the internalization of all my worrying erupts into a static, volatile flow of absurdity. I can no longer hold it in as I fake a smile, or politely whisper: "How are you" to a passing stranger. We are taught to keep calm and just "deal with it" but what if "just dealing with it" leaves you awake at night; restless? When is it ok, to simply let loose with an angry or frustrated tongue? I am finding that expectation can be utterly overwhelming and I long to escape...for a moment...or two...

When it comes down to it? 

I would love to strip myself bare of any negative, self-defeating, entity I happen to encounter...  

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