When the time seems to stop
And the clock ticks but stays on the spot
When you feel like the world and all its troubles
Stand but on your own little shoulders
Do something, just do something.
Sit not still and wish for death
Do not lie down and call for the dark
Question not the essence of living
Just keep seeing, thinking, breathing
For when it is over, it is not yet over.
Do something, just do something
Go out there and run it off your muscles
Sit by the river and think it off your head
Meet a friend and talk it off your chest
Meet your Friend and pray it out of existence.
THOUGHTS OF A HURTING HEART
I look in the mirror and I see my worst enemy
Staring back as if to mock
I turn round the corner and there she sits
Looking up to me with accusing eyes
And when I dare to look within
I meet a heart that bleeds and pleads.
She is in me and she is around me
How do I run away from her?
I will face up to my worst enemy
And make of her my very best friend
I will love my worst enemy
For my worst enemy is me.
Do not hate yourself because of what you are going through. Rather, love and cherish who you are and that will open up a door of possibilities for your healing.