Stuck

I wrote this a couple weeks ago, and didn't finish it. Finished it this afternoon. Just the last five lines though. Sometimes... I like to pretend I'm a writer.

Thinking. Believing. Hopeing. Praying.

Remembering. Wanting. Needing.

Becoming lost... in thought, in mind. Everything unwinds.

When it comes to your heart, people are worse than robbers in your house.

Taking chances. Trusting. Circumstances.

Breaking. Crying. Hurting. Lying.

All these things cave in, sink in, make your body shake.

There's never a break.

Once you take that break, it's over, it's complete.

There's nothing to return to.

Nothing stays the same.

You don't change now, you don't begin now. You NEVER WILL.

So, you sit there, you mope, you whine, you complain.

But you never GET UP, you never SHAPE UP, you never look outside of yourself to see the differences. You wait. For a silver platter and a silver spoon.

Shut up. Just shut up. Don't give up. Don't let those lies spill inside your head. You're better than that, you were made for more than that. There is nothing in this world that can stop you from accomplishing your dreams. There is no one in this world that can have power over your soul, your spirits.

You know better.

Don't let them defeat you. They will come at you.

With evils, far beyond your control.

Be everything that lives inside you.

Breathe the breath that God has given you.

Rise above and put the past behind you.

New things are ahead of you. New things to conquer and behold.

New things that God wants to unfold.

Your eyes won't deceive you. Your heart won't leave you.

Learn to fall in love. Become unstuck.

Learn to trust, again.