Dark Poetry #4 |
Evil Force Twisted Insane |
green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Darkness cover-up Even winds rustle weeds My path, empty, but me Open target prey Nasty thing come swallow me Intricate stalker, run up my path Coming chaos, insanity, hate and kill He comes quickly, informed Aggressive for me Truly bent delivering death Enter my presence and set a trap Ready to run with no where to go Ethereal beings stirring snakes Drop the stick and speak "Jesus" I'm alive Neglecting my fear Slithering snakes demon possessed Intelligent wild natural anger Down in the bushes Eroding confidence Yet the last Overmind Urged to Christ Praise the eternal reign, the Father; Jesus Christ; and the Holy Spirit. |
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