Choose

Choose joy. 

Stop breaking your own heart. 

These wounds, so fresh and bloody now,

won't even stay to mar your smooth skin 

next month. 

Choose light. 

Quit hiding in the darkness. 

This fear, though it steals your breath 

and shakes your hand, 

will not overcome you. 

Choose peace. 

Stop worrying about tomorrow's possibilities. 

What if? 

What if?

What if you stopped and chose joy?