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A poem about faith

Submitted: August 09, 2018

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Submitted: August 09, 2018



The demonic voices that are forced in my head.

Sometimes they say, you’d be better off dead.

Kill them all, they rant my mind in despair.

If the torment ends, it’s very rare.

From dawn to dusk, the light will part.

I know that soon evil will start.

Evil thoughts terrorize and rip through my brain.

Oh my God! help me, Am I insane.

Nowhere to turn to, End of the line.

Soon he snarls, your soul will be mine

Alone in the darkness, I begin to pray.

Believing he hears me, helps me, this day.

From out of the madness. Like an angel through the night.

His love picks me up and holds me tight.

Evil has quickly fled, Angels rejoice today.

Thank you, Lord, your light guides the way.


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