Even in depression.
Even in sadness.
It is just the feelings that I feel.
The feelings are not who I am.
I have to keep being aware
and watching what I am feeling
and thinking as my mind goes wandering
in thinking the worst.
I feel like I am going bonkers at times
but somehow I always come back to myself.
So I accept that it is just my feelings
and thinking that are making me feel
depressed which I am not.
It's like there are two of me
inside of me, battling it out.
The stillness, the light.
The noise, the darkness.
I accept that it is like the waves on the beach
which never stops.
The waves keep coming and going...
well actually they keep coming.
Wave after wave after wave.
And when the wave reaches the beach, it bounces back.
It bounces back. In out, in out, in out.
