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.
Copyright © Beata Agustin | Year Posted 2018
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