The Grind

It came as a surprise and you know I’ve had a few.

To open up your eyes and see for real what you do.

And you didn’t run away and I swear I saw a tear.

You mouthed the words I’m sorry that battled out your fear.

They say awareness is the start but you know I disagree.

It seems to me to be so much more that can heal the blind to see.

Never really happened except somewhere in my head.

Above where I grind my teeth and deal with you instead.

Dennis Mantin

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