The pillars of my life have been reduced to rubble

I am left standing in the aftermath of a hurricane

Faith, Family, Friends

All are strewn and broken

Passion and Joy lie with them

Like looters and pillagers,

Resentment, Bitterness, and Envy have made themselves at home

And they beckon their darker friends, Anger, Hate, and Lust closer each day

You will find me

Sleeping in the storm

Wishing it would all go away

Too weak to do anything

Too hard of heart to ask for help

And yet there is a distant light

That pierces the gloom

And a hand outstretched

Waiting.