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Higher Calling
A February chill grasped the night
An uphill battle I had to fight
A screaming voice from deep inside
My mind churning like a rising tide
Run, hide, quick and fast
A simple remedy that would not last
Face the music, open the gate
Fight the voices I learned to hate
Rope, razors, a gun or pills
A coward’s way to stop the spills
A last chance to scare me straight
But will it kill my evil trait
A simple plan that still went wrong
A guiding force absent too long
Divine feelings to help those in need
Urges from above now I heed
Many questions cloud my brain
Prayers grant answers I can’t explain
Stepping forward to face my fear
God with me now, loud and clear
My sentence fair, my head held tall
Amends to make to one and all
When all is done my problems no longer
Whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
