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whilst sitting alone.
4 walls surround me.
Suffocate me.
IF .
I allowed it.
The power of the mind.
I can break free.
from this mental.
Torture.
No one has to beat me up .
A i do enough of that myself.
The chit chat.
never stops.
ALL negative.
Thoughts run rapidly.
Across my mind.
Which leads to .
Anxiety.
Depression.
And so on.
MY home becomes a prison.
Projected from my .
Stinking thinking .
I challenge my thoughts.
BUT its not easy.
In my arm chair.
Cuddled up . by the arms of my chair.
I allow myself to think.
what i have in my life.
A lovely flat.
beautiful daughter.
loving family.
ETC ETC.
Balance my thoughts.
Break down the walls.
using my mind.
The prison i built around myself.
Is diminished.
I'm still sat in my cosy chair.
Walls disappear.
Its me flat on my chair.
The sky is blue.
The sun beaming.
As i relax .
Smelling the fresh cut grass.
That seeps .
Welcomed in through my window.
I'm relaxed.
Not disturbed .
Appreciate what we have.
As there is always .
Away to glory.
whilst sitting alone.
4 walls surround me.
Suffocate me.
IF .
I allowed it.
The power of the mind.
I can break free.
from this mental.
Torture.
No one has to beat me up .
A i do enough of that myself.
The chit chat.
never stops.
ALL negative.
Thoughts run rapidly.
Across my mind.
Which leads to .
Anxiety.
Depression.
And so on.
MY home becomes a prison.
Projected from my .
Stinking thinking .
I challenge my thoughts.
BUT its not easy.
In my arm chair.
Cuddled up . by the arms of my chair.
I allow myself to think.
what i have in my life.
A lovely flat.
beautiful daughter.
loving family.
ETC ETC.
Balance my thoughts.
Break down the walls.
using my mind.
The prison i built around myself.
Is diminished.
I'm still sat in my cosy chair.
Walls disappear.
Its me flat on my chair.
The sky is blue.
The sun beaming.
As i relax .
Smelling the fresh cut grass.
That seeps .
Welcomed in through my window.
I'm relaxed.
Not disturbed .
Appreciate what we have.
As there is always .
Away to glory.
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