See Me Through Poem by shona sengupta

I have often heard about the existence of an immortal soul
But if so, why is its presence unseen?
Why has it so aloof been?

But still I will venture to ask, the unknown angel to,
See me through my times of trouble,
See me through my times of sorrow,
See me through my times of injury,
See me through my times of bliss,
My times of doubt,
My times of joy,
Times when I miss
Times when I feel I ought to know
Times, when my morale is utterly low.

Help to fix
The pieces of my broken heart
Help to control
Agony in pain
Help to calm
Mind in anger
Help to measure
Joy of success and gain
Help to choose
Between right or wrong
Help to know
Who to trust and who to not.

Pull me back, when I choose the wrong path
Where nothing is on the incline,
Pull me up from the bottomless hollow
Where nothing but darkness prevails,
Push me forward when I am in doubt
When I know not what to do.

Provide cover at times of snowstorms and hail
Provide food when weakness overpowers
Provide mood when encouragement fails
Provide courage and will when bravado wavers,
Provide strength to fight and stand up for what I believe,
Provide also anxiety, so that I might feel relief,
Provide relief when anxiety casts more than just a shadow,
A shadow that blocks out all the light.

Make me stand my stead,
And crush the need to make a plight.
Make me feel,
Make me love,
Make me faithful,
Make me hear your voice from above.

Take me under your wings
For I care not what the next moment brings.
But if you are what they say you are
Let me feel your presence
For I am not what they think I am
I am not always angry and sad,
I do not always laugh to spite,

They think I know you do not exist
Yes, I am unsure
Now it is up to you to clear the blanket of mist
And make me their spite endure.
Prove to me that you are there
So that leaves no doubt,
Prove to me so that I can persist
In dreaming those inexplicable dreams,
Prove to me so that, I know you exist.