I look up to the sky above,
and shake my head.
I look down at the ground below,
and scowl.

Lord, I need your help.
Satan, begone.
I have been so clouded in judgment,
with walls between me and others.

I had grown bitter, and angry at myself.
I let that result in lashing out at the world.
I had everything I could ever desire,
and I see...