"Turning" - a Poem

Turning I look for hope

Hoping to escape this hell

Chained and bound by decisions

That I made so long ago

Turning I look for home

I place to call my own

A place that offers refuge

A place that's warm at night

Turning I look for love

Is it her? Or her over there?

Will they love me anyways

Despite all of my scars

Turning I look to learn

I want to know, I want to be

I want to be the master

The master of all my dreams

Turning I look for food

I long to feel so filled

Filled with food that's good

Filled so I don't fear

Turning I look for God

I thought I had him last week

He only cost $299.00

Each payment for 6 weeks

In turning I've found nothing

So finally I stopped looking

With no where else to go

I merely stare down at my feet

And then, just then it happened

And I didn't turn at all

I found all I was looking for

Right in front of me today

He took me out of that hell

And even gave me a home

Showing me a love I'd never encountered

I learned so much of the world

I had never felt so full

His food was all I needed

I finally found God

And it cost me nothing at all

So now I have stopped turning 

Because I have it all

Content with purpose I now walk

My last turn will be towards Heaven's door