The twists within
my mind,
are tangled, and intertwined.
I try to sort them through,
but they’re cemented,
with sticky glue.
The confidence in
my decisions wane,
the thinking comes
within my right-side brain.
Sifting through
my thoughts,
leaving me, with not a lot.
Answers that
are not there,
this is when I turn to prayer.
When thoughts of
action arrive,
it’s like a thorn,
within my side.
For the actions of my heart,
conflicts with my mind
from the very start.
The cycle begins once more,
while I worry
about what’s in store.
I need to do what’s right,
to remedy my plight.
Decisions I must make,
before it is too late.
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