Heartfelt

Daily I say things I don't really mean
things to others which only demean
Venturing to realms, I simply don't know
drifting in currents, where I can't row
Be swept up, swiftly carried away
as if falling, without a belay
Reaching out, desperately, trying to stop
my weight, my PRIDE, I know I must drop
Pride creeps in and sulks as a thief
loosing friends I search for relief
Saying, "I'm sorry." what will it do?
I humble myself, before God, and to you