Obsession Poem by Randy McClave

Obsession

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Once I was deeply obsessed
To my preacher my problem I confessed,
After I told him what my obsession was
He said unto me an obsession is not love.
An obsession is truly an awful desire
Which can leave you to ruin or unto hell's fire,
An obsession can be about anyone or anything
Pain and suffering and sadness is all it will bring.
But, I was so very and utterly obsessed
As unto my infatuation I confessed,
I became preoccupied and crazed both day and night
I could not ever think strait or see right.
Then I talked and I listened to family and friends
I then sorrowfully made my apologies and amends,
I realized what my obsession had put my family through
As I sat alone with my tears on the pew.
I was the person with a great obsession
As I gave the preacher my final confession,
Obsession can lead to suffering and a depressed core;
I obsess no more.

Randy L. McClave

Thursday, August 8, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: desire,obsession
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 08 August 2019

......an obsession is not love. An obsession is truly an awful desire Which can leave you to ruin or unto 's fire, .....true dictum. This is a beautiful poem on desire and obsession having touching expression. Thanks for sharing.

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Bryony Sheldon 08 August 2019

A really beautiful poem with a strong message. Thanks for sharing.

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Julia Luber 08 August 2019

Congratualations on healing from the affliction of obsession! Important poem!

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Randy McClave

Ashland, Kentucky
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