Inner Turmoil

Why is it so hard? I wonder,
To have myself figured out.
Me, whom i have known about
Just well, since forever.
And if i cant do it myself
Then how can i blame another?
Who is also just a self
Not very unlike any other
Who has his own worries,
Troubling pasts and memories.
What would Christ do, I wonder,
If He was in my stead?
He would just entirely surrender
It all, i guess to His Father.
I don't know why i falter
And i don't know why i'm bitter
But i know God wants us to be helpers
Of ourselves and one another
To uplift spiritually, each other
And get through storms together.
So i'm just going to surrender
All my worries and sorrows
And wait patiently as this ember
Slowly illuminates my tomorrows.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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