as i sit in my room
thinking about all that has happened
i reach for my knife
for i have messed up
i pushed my friends away
i bad mouthed my teacher
the list goes on and on
as i grab for my knife
my Bible hits the floor
open to a page
that i had never seen before
it was a cry to God
for sinning as before
i lay my knife down
and cry out to God
asking for forgiveness
cleaning my heart
with this i find inner peace
and a fresh start
all thanks to my Holy Intervention
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Great poem... each one got interventions in life... Holy, intellectual, moral or sexual! A 10.