As a chill chinchilla, I have to reframe my thoughts. I can’t allow myself to struggle with unnecessary worry.
This is where I have to ask myself…
Is this a thought, or a fear? What am I really thinking here?
Stay Psyched
As a chill chinchilla, I have to reframe my thoughts. I can’t allow myself to struggle with unnecessary worry.
This is where I have to ask myself…
Is this a thought, or a fear? What am I really thinking here?
A poem written to examine the rise and fall of mixed mania.
Is this a breakthrough?
Row fast, make some waves
You’re presence is what I crave
As I’m running, I begin to wave
Can’t believe you feel the same
Trust in something more.
Abundance awaits you.
Hope, with all your heart, and you will know peace.
A crows nest is a dark place Our palace is miles away If you start to see my face You know you’re going the wrong way – Walking through bushy trees Feeling a chilly breeze Your feet about to freeze Nothing in life is free – Seeing mountains up ahead Feeling pain in your chest…
A split second is all it takes. Your flesh will always change.
Take a nap, eat a snack. That’s all it takes sometimes.
Everything has purpose, if I look hard enough.
Anything is possible, if I try long enough.
Everything will end someday.
This is a poem about the fleeting moments of life. Every moment comes and goes, and it is up to us to find peace in the world.