Worry

You sit and think of what could be but not with any sense of glee. The future looks all dull and dark so, before long you lose life’s spark. Soon stinking thinking starts to stress and heavy feelings start to press. Your mind becomes a muddled mess and mental zest gets less and less. You cannot sleep, you lie and weep as self-pity over you sweep. The mirror tells a terror tale of pallid face and figure frail. If this is you, then turn the tide, Tis past the time to bide and hide. Cry out for help, the silence end seek out those who can help you mend. The things you fear may never come so, worrying is downright dumb. It paralyzes, makes you numb, it saps your strength and leaves you glum. Your thoughts tremendous power hold To scare you stiff or make you bold. Don’t ever let your thoughts run wild, but train them as a little child. Don’t waste your watts with worrying it drains and leaves you wearying. Tend to thoughts that lift you up and good outcomes will fill your cup.