Why won't you let go of me? I thought you told me I'm irrelevant Ah, I endanger all you wicked schemes, don't I?
I wrote this as if I am talking to my demons, or the darkness I go through. I know that I'm haunted by these things, and Satan keeps on trying to break my spirits, because of the great things God is going to do through me. But I won't let the demons overcome me, because I know God has gotten me this far for a reason, and He is going to use me as His vessel.