Keeper of My Soul
The day drags by and time moves slow,
but I had no idea I would be in a place
where death stares me in the face.
With a surprise, I became a victim of a police
chase that appeared before my eyes.
Tragedy tried to claim my life as I tried to live
by putting up a fight.
All of a sudden, pain and shock invaded, taking
control of my body, a form of hypnosis seeps into
my mind leaving me in a mental bind.
Fear then stepped in playing tricks with my
heart making me think that it’s going to stop
and mentally tear me apart.
The words I used were no longer there because
my voice was gone and I did not know if I could
still live on.
Damaged nerves involuntarily moved my leg,
and a herniated disc puts me at fatal risk.
As muscle spasms shoot to my brain,
tears fall down like rain.
My feet became stiff
but my faith did not shift.
In spite of the entire trauma, I hear him speaking to
my spirit with comfort and peace
to assure that this burden will soon decease.
So, my heavenly father brought me through;
I was grateful and did not know what to do.
But right away I knew that he was a keeper of my
soul, and it was not my time to go.