Your Anxious Complaining

-Poetic Thursday

Stressed you may be, over the idea of not knowing tomorrow.
Forget it I say, and you whine about all the reasons for sorrow.

Anxious you feel, always uncertain about the future.
Relax I say, and you complain about life not being secure.

Depressed you are, over decisions you have made in the past.
They’re gone I say, and you remind me the good times don’t last.

What else can I say, to help you see more clearly.
You have convinced yourself that life is bad already.

Don’t you see, it has nothing to do with words from me.
It is you who will choose, to begin to see life with more beauty and ease.

All your excuses and all your complaining,
Has nothing to do with your reasons for living.

All your stress, anxiety, and depression
Is nothing more than not perceiving this lesson.

Did you find genuine value within this post? If you did, then most likely you know someone else who will as well. I invite you to share the goodness!
Namaste -Tigmonk