Some days you are in a radical funk, Your heart feels like a ship that is sunk.
"Why do I feel stuck in the mud", you may ponder?
"I just don't feel like myself, my heart is in wander".
But where to? You dont know.
Thus, in the funk, you continue to flow.
You must never forget, there is always, always a choice.
Dig deeper and listen to a beautiful inner voice,
Reminding you to step out of the mud and create a new thought,
And untangle this self-created life knot.
Because it is in only you that can make the shift,
And then and only then, will your heart again lift.