A poem I like

Saw this poem today. I can relate. Share it if you like it.


"With a clouded mind, I sit down here
And try my hardest to think very clear
To think of things that I believe
And to consider what my mind perceives
I can’t seem to think clearly today
Almost as if being blocked in some way
Blocked by worries I can’t control
And stress I have, my head is full.
I feel as if I will explode
If I can’t lighten this load
But what can I do to shift this weight?
I sit and consider this very debate
What can I say, and what is there to do?
What can be done, or maybe it’s who?
Who can help me with all of my stress?
I feel so stuck, like I’m under a press
I’m just a grape being turned into wine
And the only help I see is divine
So I will cry out for His help and relax
And on me this weight will no longer tax."

-Unknown