Positive thoughts need to become my choice,
louder than the negative clamor my mind wants
My spirit is susceptible to gloom and the words
of others’ impending doom. This, I know, is death
to my soul and only brings anguish to my bones..
A change in thoughts can lead to a change in life,
no matter my locus…
my heart must be the focus.
Being miserable is a choice, as is being happy.
I cannot escape pain, but reevaluating it can
be my gain in leading the gentle life that I have
been trying to attain.