Challenge
Challenge of the Week CLXX
Control Freak. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
Control was his burden
Wanting to grasp every single imaginable variable
Falling short was draining
And he did so, many times
So he was empty
They said toxicity
So they couldn't stand in proximity
For fear that he'd explode with control
But, he only was insecure, he didn't want to hurt
He only overthinks and cares far too much
Only.
If.
He.
Could.
Let.
Go.
Then....
~Freedom~
Wouldn't be so elusive.
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