Thoughts

These thoughts are like fleeting clouds
they come and go.
They form and condense,
they evaporate and disappear.

It is not heart wrenching.
It does not pierce my heart.
It is not precise.
It hovers above somewhere just like fleeting clouds.
I know i dont feel exactly happy, but neither am i really sad.
Its just that I cant understand, the fleeting negative thoughts I had.

Living is tiring.
Living is a chore.

When I think
all becomes terrible.
And it snowballs
if i think some more.

To do what I thought
would lessen the thinking thoughts.

To be or just merely be?
To control or to let go?
To excel or remain as it is?


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To know that there is a God.
To know that all is planned and will be.
To justify the perceived injustice in this way.
All will be fine.