Derailed in Paradise
Almost forgotten are the days of sanity and tranquility
tersely interrupted by my stupidity.
Friends were close and life was safe
in my world of indelible grace.
Remembering long summer walks
Remembering long familiar trivial talks,
I yearn for a time of guiltless peace.
I long to rest in a slumber of ease.
I now live in ardent emotional degrees
where even my mind and heart disagree.
A tempest has raged within my soul
leaving behind a countless toll.
Not knowing where it began
and questioning if it will ever end
my heart is torn between friend and adoration
as I try to make sense of my surreal situation.
Tears begin my day as well as end.
O My heart pains that I make amends.
My prayers go answered, my petitions fall short.
Is there no solution but my life to abort?
To return to the days of sanity and tranquility
I would do in a heart-beat had I the ability.
O God of Heaven, God of Earth, God of my life,
Please heal me of this strife.
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