My Soul is Tormented
Posted: Thursday, April 24, 2008
by Rodney Biamby
My Soul is tormented and I cannot take flight,
alone in a room
overwhelmed in the fight.
My struggle goes on night after night,
no relief only pain, so goes my plight.
Perhaps, I'll sleep early and fool all my pain,
but the torments still haunt me I'm awaken again.
Tossing and turning all alone in that room,
my only companion, a deep sense of doom.
I cry out for mercy in the still of that night,
not a voice to be heard, there's no beacon of light.
My weeping is inner in the pits of my soul,
longing for comfort and a sense to feel whole.
My sighing seems constant, trapped from within,
there is no pleasure, my will has worn thin.
I've reached a plateau, what should I do?
My life has unraveled, there's no stick, there's no glue.
Oh, people they see me and think all is well,
that's far from the truth, my sorrows still dwell.
Well, the Buzzards have smelt me taking flight in the air.
Circling and circling for death appears near.
I can see them, so I name them, high up in the sky,
their names are all common urging this soul to die.
The Buzzards of Sorrow, Guilt and of Shame,
hover high over me but there's still more to name.
The Buzzards named Lonely, Despair and Fear,
fly over closely intent to come here.
There's that Buzzard named Hopeless swooping low for a peek,
smelling my soul, sensing I'm weak.
Yet, the biggest Buzzard drops down from his glide,
tearing my soul, he's called Suicide.
P.S To be continued................ my life .
P.S.S You shall not die but live and declare the goodness of the Lord in the land of the Living.
Per the Lord.
cc:
The Devil, the world, the doubters, my failures and those buzzards.
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Top-level comments on this article: (2 total)Was this a cry for help?Maybe? I was just having a tough time in my life. Thanks, for your comments. RodneyIf this was a real situation how did you work it out? It seems like you were at the end of your rope----have you thought about changing that which made you feel such despair? Your other poems seem to have such a strong spiritual belief it is surprising that you did not find the answer in your faith?The truth of the matter is I did find hope in My Lord. I'm still here and I'm not going anywhere. Even the faithful struggle sometimes. I recall when John the Baptist was imprisoned and he questioned whether Jesus was the Messiah or not. At times believers do waver in their faith however we have a God that's loving and understanding and He does bring us through. Again, thank you for your comments. Rodney
I've lived with those same buzzards, Rodney. With patience, know they soon get hungry and leave to go elsewhere to prey upon those who question their own existence. If they have return to circle my soul on another day, I've learned to make friends with them. Once that friendship is had, those buzzards tend to leave my soul to pray and when I feel comfort to pray, anything is possible! God Bless your words and keep up the writing for your writing is the truth to your soul!
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