What My Future Holds
Sitting alone worrying
My mind a mess of jumbled thoughts
Not knowing what my future holds
Everything overwhelming me
Something in nothing
In a never-ending cycle I’m caught
Terrified of what my future holds
Anxiously sitting silently
Head spinning whilst sitting quietly
The weight of anxiety crushing me
Feeling my life is all for nought
Crying at what my future holds
Cannot concentrate on things
Heart beating faster now
The hardest battle I’ve ever fought
Scared of what my future holds
A poem by Ricky
When depression strikes it often feels as if the demons in the darkest reaches of your mind have surfaced simply to torture you. Self doubt creeps in and then the whole world feels bleak and that you have nowhere to turn. I’ll often find that even as a middle aged man the thoughts from this poem enter my thoughts at an all too alarming rate.
Although humans as a species like to be prepared and have a plan in place, some of the most interesting people I know still don’t have life’s journey planned out.
Worrying about the future, does it actually achieve anything?
Life is a journey and as with any journey there will be obstacles. There will be parts of the journey that you enjoy and parts that you don’t. The trick is to not worry about what is ahead of you, live life in the moment and take each day as it comes. Try not to fixate on something that is happening in the future as generally the thing that you are worrying about is never as bad as the worry makes you feel. Oh, and always be nice to people as you never know where they are in their journey.
“The main thing that you have to remember on this journey is, just be nice to everyone and always smile.”