A Vice You Love-Contest
A Vice You Love Contest
Sponsor: Rob Carmack
If I had to pick my most undesirable vice,
My first thought was that I can be a little possessive,
And as my mind started racing unruly,
It had to be my mind is constantly obsessive.
Fear... of being out of control...keeps me awake,
And as I start to fall asleep, my eyes wide open,
Reasoning with my psyche, tossing and turning,
My ability to dream has been torn and broken.
Disturbing moments of destroyed observations,
Time wasted on clutter built up in my insanity,
Revealing all my neurotic complications,
I see no understandable remedy indefinitely.
The instant anxiety I feel when I get in my car,
The what if's and consuming thoughts,
What will I do if I get into a car accident?
I can only hope that it's not my fault.
Those thoughts lead to will I make it on time,
I can't be late for that important meeting,
So I show up an hour too early,
My heart races and I can't control my breathing.
How about that time I turned on the news,
There was a tornado down in Tennessee,
Oh no! My sister lives there!
It becomes a tormenting catastrophe.
Then that time my husband lost his job,
I can't control the unmanageable obsessing,
How will we pay bills, afford food?
My unfortunate wild emotions progressing.
Please save me from my weakness,
And bring me to a peaceful state of mind,
May I learn to let go and try to relax,
It's sad that I will never be able to rewind.
But when I think long and hard,
About how my worry can be a benefit,
I need to go to the Lord for help,
For He is my saving requisite.
This terrible secret of a vice so rewarding,
One probably wouldn't believe,
Even though it's crazy to love such a thing,
The Lord gives me constant relief.
Written: November 13, 2015
Copyright © Beautiful Scars | Year Posted 2015
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