Found and Lost

There are many distractions that become attractions

There are may obsessions that take us in new directions

There are days when our anger puts us in the danger

When we say to ourselves, I have nothing to lose

The price that we may have to pay can be very high

But for some reason. or lack of thinking we do it anyway

When the human heart grows cold

When our anger gets hotter 

We are headed for disaster

Like a moth to a flame  faster and faster

We may burn our wings in fires of darkness

We may decide that dying  is irresistible 

Our worst enemy may finally be us, ourselves

There is a battle inside  of us and it is raging

Every day we have so much pain to maintain

We may cut ourselves to deal with it again and again

We may take dangerous drugs to dull all of it

But none of it works for very long, something's wrong

Gradually out of great distress we are killing ourselves

Little by little we plunge deeper and deeper into depression

We don't try to break the chain that hold us prisoner 

We don't let go of all of our pain, anger, doubt and fear

Pain and death have become an obsession 

Pain and death whip us and beat us with depression

But I have found that none of us need to be lost

That no though, idea or emotion has to be our boss

Inside of every human being are the seeds of freedom

All we have to do is to nurture, feed and grow them

It is true that healing is  hard and takes a lot of time

Never give up, never quit, press on, you can heal

REMEMBER YOU WERE BORN TO BE YOU