The arsenal

Quietly strong
Reserving better parts of myself
For a moment like this
A time when I feel out of sorts
Perplexed by certain inevitablities that may have been forseen
Sound of mind
Insight provides a decent amount of clarity
Things may seem very ackrimonious
Although it doespass with a quickness
Still growing more impatient of this fickle nature
Breeding weakness in the foundation of morale
Therein lies the danger of questioning everything
Thinking outside of the box leaves you lost in the sauce of
Boubting motives
Giving trust
Earning respect
Remain hard as a stone
Convictions, and tenacity
Initiatives, and ambitions
Your only friends now, as you face these uncertanties
The weakest link in your assualts?
An innate sense of seeing the truth
Too many misconceptions
Stealth, and silent
A quick death
No regard for linguistics
A mind with a mission to accomplish
Once over, I've began to scrape the bottoms of it
The emptiness adds to the already confirmed inferrences
Bad feelings I had about this
Proves the time I may have wasted was in fact worth it
Another investment to dis-establish
These are all things kept under quiet consideration
Beneath frustrations left unexplained
Total disdain within myself for showing such an aggressive weakness
Supress that, so when it does escape from the barrel it won't be heard above a whisper.