Emotions

I wrote this poem for a family member who is going through a rough time. He is struggling with a drug addiction. He is lost and needs to find Christ and i hope to help with my poem.

Going through so many emotions,
because of all the commotion.
Feeling lost and confused,
wanting to grab some boose.
But then I will feel like I lost the battle,
my body feels like a rattle.
 I am shaken so much,
maybe I just need some fruit punch.
I feel empty at times,
and wish it was not mine.
I am in a fog,
and feel like I need to be hit with a log.
I need a hug,
but I feel like I got a bug.
My body hurts and feels dead,
all I want to do is stay in bed.
I am scared to ask for help because I feel unworthy,
but I have been told there is more to life,
all I had to do is pull out the knife.
My heart is bleeding for love,
I need help from an angel up above.
I am weak and need a favor,
I want to be saved and rescued from my Savior.
I would like to find Hope,
and get off of all the Dope.
I want to fly instead of getting high and possibly die.
I want to be better and smart
and fix my heart.
I want to be healed
so I can be free and see
then get sealed.
I want to go to college and get knowledge.