God Help Me

An inner voice is telling me To take off these headphones, Yet listening to these songs: So soothing to my soul. It's even telling me To stop looking into this screen… Oh how long it's been when I first agreed In having this fascinating world Be my mindful sanctuary. I'm left all alone now, away from Home, If only His presence were Inside of these mere things. Delving within what is supposedly darkness, I feel as if I subconsciously still Hold the lamplight of Him in my heart. Tears bring me to Him, I cry and cry, Yet no longer did I feel a presence Of Arms holding me as I lay In all my cries of loneliness. An inner voice ss telling me to let go And give my emotion to Him. He truly functioned our tears To eventually release A fleeting form of joy. It's even telling me To give up all my curiosities. Yet all I want is for Him to watch over me And to be there, to be a forgiving Father.