Warnings

Thoughts walk in the door unbidden
Visions of catastrophe and mayhem
The worst scenarios and possible outcomes
The song of doom is sung inside my head
But no longer do I run with this tune
Or complete listening to all the gloom
I know now that these are just a warning
Protection mechanism from my body kicked in
An alert of things to guard against
Instead of chasing these mental plays
Down the foreboding rabbit hole of darkness
I thank myself for highlighting the dangers
Express that I have no need for them
And bid these graphic pictures farewell

Debbie Gravett © 2018.04.17

Daily Prompt: Song
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