Emotion

Becoming Master

Of my emotion,

Like riding waves

On the ocean

 

Regret and Guilt

Grown to Shame,

Did not want a soul

To know my name.

 

When apathy

Was real,

There was nothing

I could feel.

 

Wallowing in

The pit of grief,

From the sadness

There was no relief.

 

Only the worst

Is seen in fear,

Nor sound of hope

Could I hear.

 

To fill the hole

Created by lust,

To have now

was a must.

 

Seething in anger..

My ulcers bled..

As everything

Was colored red.

 

At the boastful

Level of pride,

To illusions

Were fleeting smiles tied..

 

After buying

What this world does sell,

I found myself

In a living hell..

 

And with nowhere

Left to turn,

And not wanting

To just burn

I realized that everything

Was still to learn..

 

As depression grew

By the hour,

I called for help

To a Higher Power..

 

And I did feel

A loving lift..

From the Holy Spirit

A heavenly gift!