Tag: poetry

  • A Psychotic Poem

    I will rageWhile I eat fageAnd destroy the Satanic mage I will runIn the sunUntil I am done I will eatA tasty treatThat can’t be beat I am depressedIt caused me to be distressedI won’t get dressed I am alrightI have the mightI will fight I will sayHip hip hoorayIt’s a new day I will…

  • The Blessed Spoon

    I was inA super itchy stateIt sure wasn’t great Then along came ViWith her blessed spoonIt sent me over the moon The treatmentWas completeMy joy was replete No moreHorrible itchingSweet relief I was enjoying by Zachary Uram(C) 2024

  • Salvation Explained

    I am certainlyThe chief of sinnersWithout God’s interventionThere would be no winners Born a wretchTotally depravedGod’s sovereign graceQuickened my soul; I was saved Born of the SpiritYe must be born againGod predestined His electAs many as He did ordain Sincerely repentAnd believe the GospelIt doesn’t matterHow much you are awful Though your sinsAre crimsonGod shall…

  • Neck Pain

    The left side of my neckIs in terrible painIt’s driving meTotally insane The slightest movementIs excruciatingIt’s driven me to psychosisI am hallucinating Inner voicesAre tormenting meI want to be healedAnd free of misery Please touch me, LordI need to be healedThis pain is atrociousBut my faith is revealed Jesus will touch meAnd I’ll be pain-freeI’ll…

  • Down in the Dumps

    Tears are streamingDown my faceI am inA difficult place I haveMajor depressionI need aPsychiatric session I am downIn the dumpsI’ve takenMental lumps I longTo be freeFrom thisMental misery by Zachary Uram(C) 2024

  • My Salvation

    ChristIs my everythingWithout HimI am nothing I wasUtterly lostBut ChristPaid the cost I was a depraved wretchLost in sinChrist providedA propitiation Now I serve HimAll my daysI die to myselfI am a man who prays I longTo be with the LordUntil then I’ll fightWith a spiritual sword I must die to selfAnd pursue sanctificationI am…

  • Our Pilgrim Forebearers

    We left for a new homeWe prayed for God’s guidanceWe had to roam We escaped religious persecutionFrom England and the NetherlandsAmerica was the solution We set sail for a long journeyIn the New World, we’d make our wayWe needed God’s mercy After months at seaMany got sick and some diedWe were finally filled with glee…

  • Saturday Morning Reflections

    My back is in sharp painIt’s driving me insane Oh wait, I’m already crazyMy mental illness makes me lazy I have spinal stenosisIt is atrocious I pray for healing to come quickI hate being sick I can only walk or standFor two minutes, it’s out of hand I long to walk, jog, and runBack problems…

  • Hard Biblical Truths for Catholics

    A Catholic priestIs needed the least Their so-called infallible magisteriumIt is nothing but delirium In confession, nothing is rescindedNo sin is remitted The pope is a type of AntichristHe is the vainest Mary cannot hear Catholics’ prayersGod alone hears Mary was a sinful woman totally depravedShe needed Christ to be saved Mary and Joseph had…

  • My Struggle With Mental Illness

    In the gardenOf Gethsemane, Jesus weptHe sweat bloodWhile the Apostles slept I have aVast oceanIt is comprised ofPowerful emotion I feel thingsVery deeplyMy affectionsAre felt intensely I often battleMelancholyI pray for God’s helpI must be holy I have psychosisIt is very disconcertingI take my medicationIt can be excruciating I haveBad anxietyIt isn’t easyInteracting socially I…