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GUILT

Guilt does churn and burn you from inside and out,

causing much weeping and angry shouting about:

“There is no peace and quiet sanity to be sought,

from these feelings from hell so bitterly wrought!”

Beating and pummeling your conscience till it’s raw,

proverbially, like a dog its bone does avariciously gnaw!

Always the crowds seem to be pointing and accusing,

sending you fleeing, hiding in your place of choosing.

A din deafening ones mind with no logical sequence,

tearing apart ones soul with saddening consequence.

Mistakes seem to never fade into the past, but do stay,

to permanently haunt and cause distress and dismay?

Merciful sleep, an antidote against the guilt-laden clamor;

for daily it bludgeons you black and blue like a hammer.

Pray real dreams of sweet harmony and innocent love,

bursts into your strained mind, like rays from above.

Dear Father, shall we expect Your permanent pardon,

for in life, we exist, where mans’ hearts’ only harden?

Please help us to escape the unrelenting goading shame,

which only brings unforgiving grief and incessant pain.

Tumultuous emotions conflicting and raging in full battle,

inflicting scarring, the strongest souls it will surly rattle.

The sliding eager black pit of deadly depression entices you,

braying deceitfully: “I will protect you from all this rue!”

Stay away from Satan’s hellish abyss, where you will hate,

castigating yourself continuously with consuming berate.

Seek…and hold onto this one thought: “You are not alone!”

Almighty Father is reaching down to you from His throne.

He knows that powerful guilt entraps us with snares,

Giving us His Son, unequivocally shows that He cares.

Pray for His forgiveness and merciful loving kindness;

just ask to be free from gripping shackles that blind us!

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