Invictus, Supersonic, Supersaiyan

Sometimes I want a safe haven

Gargling the saltwater of safety

I need to get out of hiding

Stop hiding

Showing up, showing myself to awful results

Drove me to the shadows all covered up

It was a respite

Lost momentum turned into a slime pit

Planning my entrance,

Or just making it?

Why even deliberate?

Because its the last stage of grief before…

Reentry in an exciting world of action

We take on

Exuberant Yetis with laser cannons

I move on

From wallowing in a private corner

To superstitious captain’s quarter

A bit at a time I break my own mold

Before hesitation regains its chokehold

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