My story would depress even the strongest optimist.
My story is one of dark sorrow and empty sadness that is hollow.
Poisonous thoughts are what cause pain and depression.
Why does a person continue to choose to drink the glass of poison when a glass of love is just as easy to grab hold of?
I am emerging from the ashes of a troubled past. Some say it is a miracle while others say, “It is about time”.
How long must I want to see myself with love?
Depressing thoughts overwhelm me when I am on top of my game.
Feelings of helplessness are my crutches. Pain is the ringing in my ears.
Each day is an obstacle course I must learn to navigate.
Fear of failure is my mountain to scale.
Promises of a new day keep me hopeful.
Battling with your negative mind is like warring with someone who knows all your weaknesses and shows no mercy.
The Bully that lies within your head is your worst enemy.
“I am nothing”, “I am hopeless”, “I am worthless”, are the bullets I continue to take.
Will I survive such brutality?
Will I be free of the Bully that lives inside of me?
Pray I am free and pray for all to be freed.
Love will always prevail if we choose it over hate. This choice starts from within.
Good day my fellow warriors. I am fighting until all negative thoughts perish.
Are you with me?
Love will prevail. (1 Cor. 13:4-8A)