feelings, friends, intimacy, Life, love, poetry, Stress

This Race…..

Not up to par, hate this feeling of depression,
Constant thoughts repeat in my mind like an obsession.
WHAT SHOULD I DO? Decisions that need to be made,
Things that shouldn’t be a priority overload and explode my time like a grenade.
Gotta get to the “prize” at the end of this race,
But im letting obstacles I face, take place and slow down my chase.
I’ll make it to the finish line but I gotta stay focused on what really matters right now.
This side mess will only spread, ”stay focused B”, I tell myself, but then I think “How?”
But nevertheless I won’t stress and do what I gotta do,
Because I’ll be the one with the “prize” once this race is through…

-Ms. Brittany ~~~~Written 8/18/2010

Philippians 3:14 (King James Version)

“I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.