the aftermath of worry leaves you standing
amidst the rubble of your thoughts
wondering why you ever worried in the first place
God is still God. you are still held. the world still spins like it did before.
do not let your thoughts run away like the wild stallions they are
it will look better in the morning, tomorrow will be brighter than this
my mother told me once
“take your thoughts captive, do not let them own you”
and I am getting better every day; I am worrying less every day
and every time i worry now, i remember
thoughts are just wild things
and i must capture and tame them.