I'm having one of those days

Where every insult I can tell myself 

Is rolling around in my head

I'm not smart enough

I'm not capable 

I'm not pretty enough

How could I actually think 

He would fall for me?

I'll never meet the expectations

I try too hard

But also not enough

I cry too often

I panic too much 

I'm not happy enough

I need to try harder

I need to try harder

I need to try harder

To be perfect

And maybe then the thoughts will go away


“Peace be unto thy soul…

Thine afflictions shall be but a small moment”

Someone whispers in my heart 

And I know it’s true

These days I am filled 

With malice and hate 

Are few and far between

The thoughts still come

And attack from all sides

I spiral into myself

Until all that's left is a big pile

Of anxious thoughts

Surrounding a tiny, frail, 

Beaten up version of myself


I start to wither away

Becoming the words that define me

“Peace be unto thy soul”

The voice says

“You are smart

You are capable

You are beautiful

And if he doesn’t realize 

What he's missing

That’s his loss”

He is there in the moments 

I can't find myself

And He turns the thoughts around

He tells me it will all be for a reason 

And I'll understand some day

He brings me peace 

And comfort when no one 

On earth can

So on a day like today

I don’t have to give into

The thoughts that

Consume my waking hours

And maybe get a few minutes 

Of peace


This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world
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