Hiding from self

Psalm 119:5-6 New English Translation (NET Bible)

If only I were predisposed
to keep your statutes!
6 Then I would not be ashamed,
if I were focused on all your commands.

 

 Hiding from self

 

Where do I stumble first ... is it in food that’s near

or is it in drink and singing ... to let grief disappear?

Exchange the “now” reality ... from the misery of your being

for a moment of contentment ... as from self you’re fleeing

 

Hide from me! You feelings ... the ones that I don’t like

and crawl into a corner ... and get lost for a while

I know, I can’t be different ... although I need that way

as then just for a moment or two ... my sanity will stay

 

When I wake with an empty cup ... you are there again

rushing through my aching head ... just being a pain

Will I go down like yesterday ... or feel better for a while

so that today looks better ... through food and lots of wine?

 

Jan Wienen

This poem is about: 
Me

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