Thank You God Thank You

Anger sadness rage and madness Holding on to them with all my might They become my norm I begin sentences with “I hate” People avoid me I do not understand Finally worn out and depressed, I search For an answer For relief For some semblance of happy I search in the wrong places With other people who are mad and sad We build a half ass tower of anger and rage The stress is killing me now As it has killed the spirit of my companions I am tired of wallowing in a pig pen of sadness I turn to meditation, and prayer, and God God asks me to forgive Not that God! Not that! I am on death’s door My face is a skull I have lost my energy I am wanting to die Just forgive God whispers I do, as it is my last hope And what else do I have? It is enough. I am revived, and I live And eventually I regain joy. Wishing I had forgiven a long time ago. Luckily, it is a lesson I am never apt to forget. So thank you God, thank YOU!