Doubled-over,
The demons huddle closer.
What they mutter is mostly,
Un-holy "ghosts" with a oath,
To come at me.
Ravage, ****, & attack me.
S'like, no, IT IS exactly.
Like wolfs packs
Pushing back thier prey.
Howling,
"Roll over roll over red rover your love is over! And now your love holds low and rolls eyes and emmits a cold shoulder vibe,why even try?"
I need You Jesus Christ.
O'GOD.  PLEASE TAKE MY LIFE!
Make this amazing light,
Shine forth out, from both mine eyes!
Tear down every disguise.
Begiuled by idols that cost me my;
fairytale ending.
This is me...
Not pretending.