My Story

I am lame
I can’t play life’s game

My mind is broken
Sometimes I feel God forsaken

I am a cripple
I am uncomprehensible

I have racing thoughts
They bother me lots

I have intrusive voices
My mind is in pieces

I have terrible hallucinations
Due to my mental machinations

I long to be whole
But that isn’t my role

I am often depressed
I’m frequently stressed

I have many a deep-seated delusion
Reality is just an illusion

I will be healed one day
Until then I pray

To be with Christ forever
Is my hope in stormy weather

I shall finally be whole
And saved from Sheol

I have the mind of Christ you see
It saves me from much misery

by Zachary Uram
(C) 2024