“Sleeping With The Enemy”

She felt it was wrong the moment he docked her door,
For the man standing there was certainly not sent from the Lord,
Yet she let him into her home and in her personal space,
Obviously he had an agenda as he moved at an accelerated pace,
She desperately wanted to say no but realized “no” was no longer an option,
And the aftermath of the night left her in need of a doctor,
She slept with the devil who tried viciously to tear her apart,
And every moment she laid with the enemy she wished for it to stop,
As her flesh sharply ripped she wrestled to push him away,
But he snatched her by the hair brutally having his way,
And she laid there dying on the inside trying hard not to cry,
It took forever as she thought within, “Why won’t this time pass by?”
Then the moment came and Satan reached his climax,
And she thought he’d leave, get out and away to relax,
But it didn’t end there for her, no he had an agenda to fulfill,
He came there to destroy her, yes his purpose was to kill,
So he threw her around again pounding blows to her opened wounds,
And with her arms bound she had no idea if she’d die or just bruised,
Regretting the choice she made to let that demon inside,
She wept whispering the name of Jesus time after time,
Thank God she made it through and out of it alive,
Although the situation makes her feel so very dead inside!
The pain in her body was so hard to bear,
So hard, extremely painful and yet another big scare,
But she is alive with the ability to face day after day,
As she tries to bathe rigorously the very touch of him away,
She slept with the enemy who ejaculated venom into her being,
So much so that only God can put an end to her grieving,
But will she turn back, will she fall down at her Father’s feet?
Or will she allow this ordeal to leave her feeling broken and incomplete?
What occured that night,  no given day since have changed,
She was battered by a demon who was viciously deranged!

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“Just A Different Day”

Here it is once again,
It’s all the same but a different day,
The heart is bleeding,
While the eyes are weeping,
The mind is racing,
But the thoughts are fading,
The blood is flowing,
Yet the veins are rolling,
The pain is at its peak,
Yet too steep to find relief,
It tries to find disguise,
Though it cannot hide,
It tries to deceive the mind,
Though the eyes aren’t blind,
So there you are once again,
Nothing’s changed, it’s just a different day!

(c) 2016

Thinking Thoughts

Emotions flowing profusely,
Pouring out and flooding my brain,
Tears dropping plankity plank,
Down my face like the splattering rain,
Thoughts are trying to be thought,
While questions needing answers are sought,
In my moment of deep agonizing despair,
Into the far distance I gaze out and stare,
Thinking thoughts that are merely blank,
Painting pictures with no need of paint,
Spaced out and far gone into the depth of somewhere,
Moving here and about but not even going anywhere,
Thoughts rushing to form words a mile a minute,
Running its designated course trying to reach an ultimate finish.

(C) 2016

“It’s Not What It Seems”

Just when you think life could be grand,
And when you start to believe that something really can,
Be all you’ve hoped and dreamed it would be,
Reality opens your eyes yet again to see,
That what you thought could be, would not be,
And that I must say is so upsetting to me!

“Don’t Want To Let Go”

She knows in her heart it’s time to let go,
Yet when she steps to the edge she won’t break ahold,
Just like a baby bird she’s afraid to leave the nest,
Afraid of what’s above and beyond the comfort of that nest,
Afraid to say goodbye because goodbye sounds like forever,
Afraid to break the unity they have built so strongly together,
Through obstacles, uphill battles and pain, they’ve conquered much,
In times of despair and weariness, it was your hand in which she clutched,
So how does she let go in order to face the path ahead?
How does she enter into the territory in which she dared not tread?
Yet she knows down in the depth of her being, she has to let go,
Because time won’t allot her to stay at the edge of the nest anymore!

“Going The Distance”

There she lay brittle and so hungry inside,
Hungry for the love she needs, yet can never seem to find,
Through valley’s high and through valley’s low,
Over hurdles here and hurdles there she will go,
Going the distance tired, broken down and damn near defeated,
Searching to find that tangible thing to stop her heart from bleeding,
Yet it seems so very far and beyond her reach,
That she’s near ready to throw in the towel… Give up… and Retreat,
Just to embrace love… That is what she so desperately need,
Love is the power that would break the chains and set her free,
Yet… Through Valley’s high and through Valley’s low,
And over Hurdles here and Hurdles there she will go,
Going the distance to find that missing puzzle piece,
Searching for that special “peace” to make her life complete.

©2015