Handyman

I have slain that which
Had caused me such pain
But I had forgotten
The feeling I had restrained

I forgot I had a reason
For the addiction that I hate
The feeling that caused the issues
It's what made me participate

Now that the action's gone
I expected to be happy
But it did not cause the pain
And I'm still not quite free

The depression is still not gone
The original problem is rooted deep
I cannot dig the tendrils out
It's something I don't want to keep

But what I hadn't realized
There is hope within the despair
The hope that is my own faith
In a God that can repair