This poem is one that has been written and lived by experience, of allowing focus on words and actions of others, to occupy my mind to the degree of finding myself becoming imprisoned by my own hurt, for which hurt became anger, bitterness, and finally an imprisonment, that began leading me down a path of what I felt was one of no return. I could see, by the grace of God showing me, all that was becoming forfeited, had I not changed course. I was being led down a path of feelings of hopelessness, to a death of peace, love, and of even health, if it were not reconned and dealt with. First, I found that their must be enough humility to even admit the need for help... and there are a lot of sources for help, and I encourage, urge, and adjure anyone needing help to get it carefully, make sure the help source is pure... but my greatest compelling is of course to share the source of help that helped me, and also many that I have witnessed received the greatest and most profound help... and that hep is through Christ. May this writ, this poem from the very essence of my being, be at least a sign in the highway, for those seeking freedom from this kind of imprisonment, and not just the right direction, but for deliverance and mind saving help. Blessings.