Taking the arrows from the quiver

I lay them by my side

Determined to finally break them

Because they do do me so much harm

When I let your actions and your words

Determine what I think of you and what I think of me

I have let your fears control and shape my life

Forgetting that you suffer from many things like me

And when I take your arrows and let them into me….I am forgetting that you are afraid controlled by fear like me.

Consider the source or the Archer before you accept their arrows and if you shoot back you are just like them..break the arrows in your quiver.

Ttucro