Sunday Stanza: Poem Twenty Two- The Stages of Negativity By Hannah Williams

Lost. 
In the deep sea of my own desire.
In the fortitude of peace my soul longs to retire.
Hope is the song my voice wants to acquire.
Inhaling the laziness of my acts as I respire.

Toxic
To the progression around me.
The doubtful thoughts of my mind roam free.
Let my thoughts just be.

Doubt
Can I really do what I say I can?
What happened to actions? What happened to plans?
Hope my dreams does not have a life span?
I did what I could – I ran!

Action
I’ll just do whatever it is
Slowly but surely and I certainly will win.
The bubble of negativity is starting to fizz.
Discarding my thoughts of failure into the mind’s bin.

 

 

 

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