My mind is thine enemy.
Set out to destroy me.
These thoughts I cannot control...
Until I pick up my bible.
My eyes become clear,
My mind becomes focused.
I'm set in understanding these struggles.
My mind so determined to see,
All that I read.
I force my brain, to train.
Like, as if I was pushing myself to do this last push-up.
Discipline. Or should I say,
Self-Discipline is the hardest for me.
Sometimes looking for instant gratification,
In a bottle or smoke.
Just for an instant it goes away,
Waiting for me the next day.
A vicious cycle I found myself in.
Realizing I have no control with my surroundings.
But, I can have control of my reactions.
TRYING. PRAYING. WRITING. FIGHTING.
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