could you fathom the
cavernous entangled
facets of all that has
passed my scope

those whom
are seemingly debilitated

would inquire

those that hold an
intrinsic capacity
to metastasis the
venom of the
human condition

would not

Consuming devastation
as if it's life-giving bread
Flesh, a merciless master
Ineffectual thoughts sway my head

With each indulgence
the captor becomes more emboldened
Betraying the true master
to whom I'm beholden

Surrender comes easier
with each new concession
Just one more link
in the chain of spiritual recession

Slaking every desire
as the senses grow cold
While the battle rages
between body and soul

One will be nurtured
the other put under thumb
Sin is spiritual Novocain
just making me numb

Soaking in the soulless sunshine
revel in the resistant rays
severed soul searching sometimes
devil of our darkest days

Magic of the mortal moonbeams
truth traded for more tries
solace of the son soon streams
as the darkest devil dies

The storm that I am in is very harsh.
It drowns me at times, in it deep waters.
The evil one has it demons attack me.
But my Savior shall protect my life here.
For even though I may suffer much here.
The rewards in the very next life outweigh.
The sorrow that I may go through in this one.
Trusting in the Creator to help others overcome.
To see Christ the Loving God as he really is Good.
My purpose may be to fall to the bottom of the waters.
So that you may use me to draw others out of their storms.
To help lead others to your perfect Goodness is my Joy.

Pondering ways you've been persecuted
Is
< OR =
Time spent in self judgement