Not The Captain But The Atmosphere
I am the captain, ship, and navigator of it all
I used to think I am the captain Of this ship, of this mess, of this Spirit involved in all kinds of addictions that are not easy to fight.
But there are storms, waves, and the most powerful yet, deceiving thing is, my mind.
Let that sink in, I told myself but was it the ship sinking? Was it my mind? Or, Was my mind the ship?
I have no clue, but what I want is my mind to be the entire atmosphere. I want to control my rain, my wind my waves, my thunderstorms.
I want to control everything, I want to be the captain of everything I will ever feel. You will ever feel. But what do you think you feel?
I want to hold the tears of people who are abused because of their kindness! I want to shout NO to people who tend to say YES But before that, I have to be able to control my life.
I want to help people to clean their mess because they live in depression. But before that, I should clean my own house.
I want to help people to quit addictions Alcohol, drugs, and lottery. But before that, I should probably ask if they want to be helped.
I want to care less about everything I just wrote. But before I do that, I have to lose my soul.
Thank you Diana C. for this prompt!






