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Broken is how I feel

and my blood tends to congeal.

How did I get to this point,

this end of the road feeling?

My thoughts are racing.

The pain in my head is drilling.

Which direction do I take?

What decisions do I make?

Discouragement is in the mix.

The heaviness in my stomach

feels like bricks.

This is taking a toll

on my psyche and emotional well-being,

because nothing has left me seeing

what it is I need to see.

The answers are evading me.

Nothing is how it should be.

Trying to focus on

the problem at hand

hasn’t been an easy task,

though an answer is in demand.

I have to shake this,

lest I sink into an abyss.

This was not how I planned it.

I have to turn things

around bit by bit.

I must clear my head,

get some rest and go to bed.

Furthermore, I must

start eating the right things

to better fuel

my thinking processes,

and kick out all the recesses.

Turning things around

is what I need to gain ground.

Knowing what to do

and doing it

is two entirely different things.

I have dusted myself off,

feeling the confidence it brings.

This has helped my spirit.

I shall now be able to bear it.

With God’s help

I can do all things

through Him that strengthens me.

I tend to forget this

and try to carry the load

myself, but that can’t be.

For it was taken care of by Him.

We must remember to

give reverence to Him

for all that we have,

and not focus on what we don’t.

He knows our needs

and we are to just ask

and he will supply,

all the while.

So, no more brokenness inside.

My future has been paved for me

long and wide.