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I prayed for the first time in many moons yesterday. Hurt and anger seemed to choke my heart, and its poisonous vines crept to my brain, s l o w l y making the world around me turn so everything I knew and grew to love, vanished. The time, I thought, had come. I prayed for the first time in many moons yesterday. Sick of living the way I was, I pleaded for a change. Regretting straying away from Faith, lying vulnerably on my bed, I pleaded with God to forgive me. The suicidal thoughts and depression had gone too far. Devilish thoughts consumed me, and I needed to feel whole again as I once did. I prayed for the first time in many moons yesterday. Feeling compelled, I opened my Bible. Psalm 140-143, each segment in my Bible entitled to everything I prayed for. *A Prayer for Protection A Prayer not to Sin A Prayer for Safety A Prayer not to be Killed* God answered me. Again, I was drawn to my radio. The first words I hear upon switching to what I considered a "dumb contemporary Christian" station; "I'm forgiven."
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 10:31 PM UTC
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I prayed for the first time in many moons yesterday. Hurt and anger seemed to choke my heart, and its poisonous vines crept to my brain, s l o w l y making the world around me turn so everything I knew and grew to love, vanished. The time, I thought, had come. I prayed for the first time in many moons yesterday. Sick of living the way I was, I pleaded for a change. Regretting straying away from Faith, lying vulnerably on my bed, I pleaded with God to forgive me. The suicidal thoughts and depression had gone too far. Devilish thoughts consumed me, and I needed to feel whole again as I once did. I prayed for the first time in many moons yesterday. Feeling compelled, I opened my Bible. Psalm 140-143, each segment in my Bible entitled to everything I prayed for. *A Prayer for Protection A Prayer not to Sin A Prayer for Safety A Prayer not to be Killed* God answered me. Again, I was drawn to my radio. The first words I hear upon switching to what I considered a "dumb contemporary Christian" station; "I'm forgiven."
This did actually happen to me, and though I still struggle with my faith and personal issues, things have been looking up. It DOES get better! x
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 10:31 PM UTC
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