Destination

Demonic visions I feel them pulling Tearing and ripping Darkness closes in I’m slowly slipping I don’t like this Waits within? Shredding skin Chances are slim My weight begins to shift Slowly I begin to lift Into A great light An end to the tunnel Day break A guiding funnel Sight surprise Standing before my eyes A shimmering golden gate A door to blue skies A holy lock tight in place No disappointment in grace The life you radiate Causes me to shake My knees buckle Muscles give in How wrong am I Bow down Forgiven Good rid dens