A light pierced my eyes,
Screams rent from my mouth,
Everything new, terror is all I feel,
A cold grasp stuns my skin,
Hands of protection take me up, they are broken,
So new, yet polluted,
My mind is ignorant, unsuspecting, innocent,
A sense of vulnerability, am I safe?
They will try, try to prevent,
They can only do so much to save,
A sense of inevitability, hangs subliminally,
Keep me far from the rattling chains please,
Did I request something, which I’m not willing to pay for?
Stern words come from safety,
You must work for it, wanting it is key,
I reject my protectorate’s wisdom, I’m the wisest,
I have made myself open, something is seeping in,
Something deathly sweet,
It is new to me, it feels good,
The prince of the world will swallow, if I allow,
Dark crimson temptation, tastes so very sweet,
He is the hunter, I am the prey,
He tricks me with lies, pierces me with arrows of deceit,
Opportunity calls him, I’m giving him the chance,
He is killing me because he hates me,
Tripping and stumbling quickly down a slope,
I feel regret, sick, and painful regret,
My face turns pale, I lift my trembling hands, hands dripping with crimson blood,
How could I do this? There is no reprieve for one so deep,
I wander in the night, a terror hides behind every corner,
Running, running from everything,
I can’t save myself,
Falling, falling, falling down to the black hole filled with all consuming fire,
Trying to find myself,
A bright light speaks against death,
A sudden thought strikes its chord,
It feels like fear to blinded eyes,
Run! My flesh tells me, I obey, it’s my master,
I cannot find peace of mind,
Pride says stay strong,
I hold on to myself, myself,
I am desperate, so desperate,
I Hate, I have so much hate,
I feel fear, a fear of everything,
I obey my hated master, Hated master,
I am controlled by desire, sick desire,
I can’t save myself, my precious self,
What can I do?
Nothing,
I am broken beyond repair,
Again, The Thought plays through my mind,
I attempt to run, I don’t know what I need,
I can’t escape this time,
The Thought,
It tortures my soul, soul so full of holes,
That light, it speaks directly to me, I helplessly fight back,
How does red ink, kill black, and wash paper white?
Giving in to a majestic force, to powerful to conceive,
A blast of white light, blows away dark smudges,
Dark smudges that my broken form could not clean,
My tired body gives in, I’m broken,
Light pours in through every hole, filling me to the brim,
Every bloody oozing Bruise is healed,
I am full of pure love,
I see the truth,
Dark terror of my nights, you are no longer,
Tears of joy flow, emotion that cannot be stilled,
Victory is in sight, victory against the evil one’s plight,
There is still a battle says the light, the enemy is not finished,
Will you fight back?
I will Fight!
The evil one will try to strike your young, pure form down,
Down to the dust of defeat, that is not your portion,
Press on, stop for nothing,
Though it may seem that you will fail, you will prevail,
The true master will lead you,
He gave you tools to win souls,
Words sound through my mind,
I will not abandon you, nor will I forsake you,
All is new, Love is all I feel,
The savior’s hands pick me up, Safety feels good,
I have been reborn,
Inevitability hangs obviously,
We will win.
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