I need to take myself slowly,

I'm drowning in a sea of self-despair,

In the place where I feel I cannot move,

In a dream that doesn't move forward,

As I sit here and think aloud,

I wonder how I can move forward,

A small thing I let be the driving force,

And my weekend has run away,

Is this the kind of life,

And the feeling that I want today?

I hope not and don't think so,

I want more for me and now,

So standing tall to take the first step,

To get out of doing,

And more living and being.