Conviction

A Poem by Erica Ross

To be convicted by The Creator is a feeling like no other
I feel the guiltiest, and my soul is far from comfortable
I know we all make mistakes
And if we repent, those sins will be erased

Listening to the preachers, the apostles and the deacons
They feed my spirit as I take in their teachings
I think to myself, how can I overcome my trials?
When will The Lord turn my life around?

They say he can do whatever that I need
But in order for him to work, it first starts with me
Why am I so afraid to change my surroundings?
Why am I so afraid to let go?

Am I afraid of what others will say?
Or am I really afraid of being alone?
But no sinful lifestyle is worth death
No set of friends is worth my mental health

Some things are not apart of my destiny
And I guess that is what God is trying to tell me
They told me I don't have to give in to sin
I can be free.

So how do I such a thing, when all my life it's been apart of me?
But since our fate is predetermined..
What shall be will be
But as for now, I can't take the pain of Him convicting me.