Emotion

Before you read this poem, I must give the context. I wrote this while I was still in high school and before I became a Christian. I would say I was around 15 years old. I remember these feelings very well, and I think that it is good to show everyone what kind of emotions some teenagers go through...especially ones without Christ.

"Emotion"

As I sit here in solitude, it's crowded,
I'm being squeezed from all directions,
There's a voice in me screaming to get out,
But I push it right back down.
So much lying, deceit, and prejudice,
It's dark, with no hope,
"How bad has it gotten?" is conceded,
Nobody thinks of others.
And when everyone thinks I'm happy,
I'm being swallowed by pain.
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These are the types of emotions I felt as a teenager without Christ. However, when Christ came into my life, these words really struck me:

"I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope:

Because of the LORD's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. I say to myself, 'The LORD is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.'

The LORD is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him; it is good to wait quietly for the salvation of the LORD. It is good for a man to bear the yoke while he is young. Let him sit alone in silence, for the LORD has laid it on him. Let him bury his face in the dust—there may yet be hope."

Lamentations 3:19-29 (NIV)