My thoughts run deep, My soul cries everytime that I sleep The time is passing fast, but the days go so slow Battling demons within the darkened shadows of my soul The greatest loss for a man is self-control I pass through open doors into empty rooms Flesh for the beast, but the fire consumes I turn my face to the heavens as the rain starts to fall Walking through the flames, I can hear the Lords call I stand alone Until the day I kneel before heavens throne In love with the struggle Blood dripping from my knuckles As I clutch my weapon, prepared for war My eyes are open, I know what I am searching for Stand by my side, dear Lord With your hand on my shoulder, your voice in my ear I have abolished all fear I stand to call out to you, Lord...because I know the devil is near. (Just a poem I have been working on tonight, thought I might share)
Posted on: Mon, 27 Jan 2014 09:26:13 +0000