things I tell myself, but rarely listen to, when I get locked on to my anxieties – a poem

Stop. Look up,
from the phone,

Scroll, like, tap, tweet,

It only makes you feel more alone. 
Stop. Get up,

leave this bed

Live, be, do, see 

Everything you’ve always wanted. 
Stop. Let go

check list:

Taps, oven, lights, door

I promise there’s nothing you’ve missed. 
Stop questioning yourself.

Better yourself. 

Be happy in yourself. 

Stop believing you can’t. 

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