Did you enjoy your time there?
Every moment spent wallowing
Fighting without a thread of control
Trying to find any shed of light
Even when you looked within
Nothing there
Ghost!
All that self-mastery left empty
Only finding out the hole had more space
Realizing at that dreadful time
Prayer was all your broken soul ever needed
Not until I saw that last line, I didn’t quite get the message.
But the last line at a glance, I can tell that I’ve been there before too.
Well done.
A very wonderful poem. Indeed prayer is the master key.