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My Life
January 10, 2018
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.
© Ricky P., Natchitoches, LA
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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.