Dark clouds hover over my mind

Peace, solace I cannot find

The world all around me has been so unkind

It seems the darkness has left me behind

To rot in the dust they left me

It clogs my lungs and blinds my eyes, so I cannot see

I'm choking on the air I was once allowed to breathe

And as I gasp and heave

Reaching desperately for air to receive

My lungs begin to fail

The darkness seems to prevail

The dust storm is beginning to win

I'm drowning in my storm of sin

Suffocating, gasping, drowning

In my chest I can feel my heart pounding

I scream with all my might

The last once I have to fight

"Jesus, help me!"

My cry, my plea

Sent out to my Savior in the time of my need

Will He hear me?

Will He see?

Will He rescue me?

I have to trust

By now, it's a must

Considering I have no other choice

For I've lost my voice

Choking, gasping, hoping

Choking, gasping, losing hope

Until I see Him, a silhouette in the sand

And it starts to calm at the instruction of His hand

As He walks through, mighty and tall

He answered my distress call

But my vision is fading ever still

Surely this is God's will?

Even if my lungs fail and I die

He knows why

I shouldn't worry if my death is nigh

I'm fading slowly

As my Savior comes, righteous and holy

And He picks me up, carries me in His arms

And in my mind, alarms

Of worry take control

Will death take its toll

I cough and ask, "Will I survive?

I have once thrived

But has my time come?

Is my life done?"

He meets my gaze

His eyes clouded with a sad haze

"My child, you worry to much,

But just as such

Worry not about what you do not know

Trust is what you should show

And simply let go.

And if you're caught in a storm

Call out to Me and I'll carry you in My arms

I'll take you to safety.

For now, please be assured, at peace, and see

At least you have this moment with Me."

Hey there! I am someone who tends to worry quite a bit, but not as much as I used to. Jesus totally changed me and made me a calmer, more peaceful person. This poem is about getting caught up in the storms of life and sin and worry and at the end, when Jesus tells the person "For now, please be assured, at peace, and see at least you have this moment with Me" is basically what Jesus tells me when I worry and stress about the future. When I pray to Him at night and I get stressed, He's always there to tell me "you have this moment with Me, relax and be at peace." That's truly the only thing you can be sure of. God bless! Maranatha!