That day, I could remember
It was all of me in a dark room
Sitting on the ground
Crying out to the one
Who could turn things around
Praying he could do the same to me
Asking for mercy and Grace
To stay away from sin and run the good race.
And in an instant I felt realeased
From all guilts and doubts
I slept like baby that night.
Wishing I could dream about the King
Trying to focus with all my might.
Next day I woke up
Before the sun could rise
Feeling empty
Like one without a price
And I tried filling every space
With the holy word.
Preparing to be filled by the Spirit of truth
And getting ready to use the great sword
But again I fell...
To the urge and desire
That leads to hell.
And I cried on my knees
Asking why.
But there was no reply.
Within me I felt ashamed
But my flesh was filled with pride
And I realized it wasn't by might
But by the spirit of the Lord.
And all I could remember saying
Was Lord help me!!!
@theprinceofpoet
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