My Spiritual Journey
By Poetic Warlock
I grew up physically abused,
With only Grandma to hold on to.
I
was a frail child,confused,
and couldn't understand the pain I was
going through.
In my teenage years,
I was rebellious and
out of control.
Emotional scars were souvenirs,
And I felt I
lost my soul!
Down a long dark path
I thought my spiritual
journey would end.
Listening to a Demonic Laugh
I found myself
in prison with no friend.
I cried out to God for an answer,
For the death of my Grandma was too much!
Spiritual pain ate me
away like cancer,
And I felt God had just lost touch.
Down
that dark tunnel of tribulation,
I begin to see a spark of light.
I continued forward with determination,
With a stronger spiritual
appetite!
Inside behind these evil walls,
I constantly
fed my hungry mind.
At times I felt so small,
but mentally I
was no longer confined!
I was once weak and frail,
and
attempted suicide with a knife.
I fought my way out of hell,
because
I now valued life!
My journey began so long ago
And the
strength of my heart continues on.
I survived a spiritual TKO,
Emotional scars remain,but insecurities are gone!
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Comments on "My Spiritual Journey"
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On Thursday, July 4, 2013, brudie
(14) wrote:
strong, inspirational, a story in poetry, from start to finish. Love it.
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On Wednesday, July 20, 2011, Mona
(31) wrote:
This is inspirational!
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On Wednesday, July 20, 2011, Nameless Pariah
(126) wrote:
It takes a lot of inner strength to hold on and as it would seem you had it within you.
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A former member wrote:
Its not about the destination that matters,but the journey taken to get there.