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.