the wrath of my soul

The wrath of my soul
Shall wreck and destroy all
One day all that will stay,
Will be the residue of my pain
And nothing to gain
Only the residue of my pain
A blot on my conscience that creeps into my soul like a stain…
Only the residue of my pain…………

Why does life try me so?
Why can’t I ever let go?
And let the all emotions and feelings just flow ……
Why do I feel so constricted, so suffocated, so claustrophobic…
Even in open spaces?

At moments as this, my God, forsake me not
I know I’m a sinner
A tainted soul
But forsake me not Lord
Nay! Not ever…
You are my only anchor in this world …
My only reprieve, my only hope,
My mainstay, my guide,
Through this torment called life,
The day u let go ………
Ill be no more…

A little love I humbly beg…
A little shade for my tired brow
The touch of your grace…
The feel of the soft breeze on my face
The warmth of the sun shining down with all benevolence
Thy kindness
Let them permeate my soul
Filter through…
Warm the frozen core…
So that finally I may be at peace.

Help me Lord for no one else can…
See and hear me cry
And hit against the walls of my own making
In vain attempts of deliverance
This constant wracking pain
My demons, yet to be slain….


I bargain not with thee
For I have nothing to offer thee
Except the love of my soul, that I humbly bring to thy door
Am not fit to gather the crumbs from thy floor
Still I know you have mercy galore…


Accept these my gifts
And let me in
Forsake me not
Even though I rant and rave
For only you know what I really crave---
To get rid of this---
The wrath of my soul…
The residue of my pain…