Beata Agustin Poet Blank verse

When Haunted With Guilt

I found myself trapped in guilt's affliction:
Dread seized me; panic engulfed my senses
Armed with instinct to survive: I must fight 
So first, I screamed, driving away fears’ grip!

Horribly terrified, helpless, trembling 
I then convinced my brain neurons to work
But my flesh with sins’ infirmity failed
I succumbed, surrendered to doubts’ torments. 

In that shocking time was I locked in angst
Unbelief mocked my heart; could I escape? 
Questions on faith-fortitude kept racing 
Amidst analysis-paralysis.

Such oppressive moment showed a captive
That was I, a prey to my own weakness…
I thank God, rich in mercy Who saved me
Miraculously, He did, since He can!

So when in a haunted scene I’d be trapped
Prayer would be my very sure armor;
I would exercise fervent faith in God*
To be rescued from sudden heart attack!

*Mark 11:22 And Jesus answering saith ..., Have faith in God.

August 24, 2018
Edited on September 4, 2018
1st place, "SEPTEMBER 2018 STANDARD..." Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 9/12/2018.

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Line Gauthier September 14, 2018 at 8:13 PM Congrats on your gold medal win, Beata. Beautifully done. Beata Agustin September 15, 2018 at 6:33 AM Praise God! Thanks so much. God bless you.

Darlene De Beaulieu August 30, 2018 at 3:18 PM Hello Beata Agustin, so nice to meet you. a haunted house... Ah-yes- I use to live in a house that was spooky in the late noon. I heard someone calling my name,in the basement of my house. Late at night my dead husband computer came on-it was turned off it was playing a card game. Spooky! have a nice evening my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu August 31, 2018 at 5:07 PM Hello Beata, I have been praying for the surgery on my big toe. August 17th my prayer came true. I trust the Lord.It is evening here in Canada. Have a nice evening my friend. Beata Agustin August 30, 2018 at 8:22 PM Thanks for the greetings, Darlene. Actually, I don't know how it is to feel "visiting" a haunted house. What matters most to me is my trust in the Lord Who helps me in the midst of "being haunted." God bless you. It's "good morning" in my country, the Philippines.