Sometimes, the pressure is so bad.. on the spiritual-shift, that it feels as though I am right on the edge, about to crumble--
as if all of Hell is going to pull my soul and spirit down in to it
an "un-willing" descension; dragged down, in full ****** form . . .
There is a death down there, a life-swallowing horror--
My destruction, waits for me there There are poor, broken-ones there unfairly
held against their will, there.
I shudder as I think of the doom-- the retribution that awaits me for anything.. for everything I have done that has dinged his all holiness, the one on the throne here--
the deceptive-one, the hidden agenda, acquiesced..