My Steps for Stepping out of It

POEM: My Steps for Stepping Out of It

by me, Wei Lyn. :D

I wonder, if I try
To find a remedy
To zap the things that make me cry
and heal, finally.

I wonder, would it work?
No harm trying, right?
Or would I go berserk
And let the hurt bite?

First of all I'd play
An instrument I own
My fingers would dance as I lay
My hands, my heart, on the piano.

When I'm done with step one
And my heart still hurts,
Then I'd share it with someone
My story told in spurts.

If I'm still unhappy,
I'd try a Happy Meal.
If it is sunny,
I'd jog up and down the hill.

I could take a nap
To try to unwind
Have a dream or two, so that
I can clear my mind.

Or I could take a pencil
And sketch something from scratch
Maybe if I scribble
My heart would then be patched.

If everything I try,
Comes to no avail,
I might just start to cry
It makes me better, a little.

When desperation calls,
I'd turn to Jesus Christ
I'd pray that, since He knows it all
I'll let Him be my eyes
To understand what's going on
The pain that is inside
I'd give it to the Son
The pain, disappointment and pride.

Lovingly He listens, as
Silently, I pray
Then I hope for the best-
Tomorrow becomes today.

Does any of it work?
I guess it just depends
Maybe you could try it first
And see the outcome in the end.


:)

[Inspired by a poem *hintAveenahint* and a question. =P]