Turbulent Waves-A poem

Cool winds chilling my soul As I wind back to the bad old days The days when; I was a Victim to my own emotions Kept in bondage by my own beliefs Chained to negativity by my own pessimism And made myself a prisoner to my own head While I played dead to my own self consciousness I remember how I broke free of those bondages And fought hard to regain the freedom of my caged soul Escaping the captivity from my own self Here I am today Happy than ever Enjoying a peaceful soul Triumphant and Victorious over the quick sands of depression whilst being grateful to a God I had never believed in Because like the Sun he became a sunrise when the darkness seemed unending Like a pillar he stood solid for me to lean on And like a Great Sailor he hath rowed me out of those Turbulent waves.