clenched fist in black and white

My Resolution

My mind is plagued with constant thoughts.
In tears, kneeling on the floor.
These thoughts seldom ever stop
Don’t invite death to knock upon my door.
Don’t let my mind determine my lot.
Don’t allow darkness to keep the score.
The happy times this darkness blots.
In my mind, the madness bores.
My mind feels twisted into knots.
Giving up is not the cure.

Don’t give up, things will improve.
Heed my words, take my advice.
No things won’t always be nice and smooth.
Hold on my dear for the higher prize.
I will get into a better groove.
Once again I soon will rise.  
So take time my mind to soothe.
My mind will try to tell myself lies.
To my mind the lies I’ll disprove.
I’ll hang on through silent cries.

Someday I will win this fight.
I won’t suffer any mental woes.
I will try with all my might.
I will win this war I know.
Right now, might seem like a dark night.
Surrounded by many foes.
I can’t see with clear sight.
But hope in the distance grows.
Someday I’ll reclaim this height.
My future discretely glows.

So I won’t give up no matter what I feel.
Nothing can stop me no matter what.
I’ll continue on with a will of steel.
A new path forward I will cut.
I’ll try my best to keep an even keel.
Negative thoughts out of my mind shut.
In time slowly I’ll eventually heal.
Maybe I’ll get out of this rut.
Only God knows what the future will reveal.
I’ll never ever chose to give up.

© Stephanie Blomquist 2025


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