The Storm Is Over Poem by Wolkine Stany

I made it through the misery
I used to hate it when people preached to me
All because I was confused and blind by the enemy
I never would've thought church is where I ought to be
Now I give God praise day after day for letting me see
How life is, So this storm has had the last of me
There were times I was tempted
Because of how I used to be around the negative
I used to look at life based on others perspectives
But now I do things God's way and it made me become positive
I was so lost in this storm
Now that it's over I rely on God's while He's keeping me warm
At the same time I noticed that I was getting transform
Where would I'll be
If the Lord didn't come to set me free
Probably lost in the storm still searching for my true identity