My Life

January 10, 2018
By jeremiah.isaac BRONZE, Vidor, Texas
jeremiah.isaac BRONZE, Vidor, Texas
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I stop to sleep
I start to think
And then I’m lost

An image charges
I start to fight
But there's nothing I can do

This was my life

And the Cross intervened
And my shame ripped from me
While hope filled that place

And the cycle was crushed
The cage was demolished
And my chains were ripped to shreds

And all I did
Was regret what I had done
And ask for another chance

That is what happened

Now I am free
From the me I used to be
Because of the one whom I had sinned against

This is me now

Because of Him.


The author's comments:

I wrote this poem based on an experienced I faced in my early teenager years. I was practically addicted to thinking of innappropriate images of girls. When I went to Summer camp, I was set free and since then I have no problems from those images.


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