Hold of Me
My thoughts are starting to consume my mind
I search for inner peace but do not find
It's like I'm constantly struggling to be free
But these chains keep tying me down taking hold of me
I'm bound by these walls trapped behind these doors
Will it ever get better, what am I destined for?
I had so much going for me once upon a time
Wasn't in need of anything before my crime
Now I have to depend on my family to provide
At least till I'm free, till I make it to the outside
My days are getting longer, my patience running thin
I try not to let my anger become a sin
I'm fighting these demons trying to take over my thoughts
But I remind myself my sins have already been bought
It's Satan I tell you trying to take hold of me
He see's my faith in God has turned completely
Satan is in my ear trying to redirect my path
But it's in Gods will for him to feel my wrath
I have put the word first which has made me stronger
The devil doesn't stand a chance any longer
I've handed it all over to the Lord you see
I will not allow the devil to take hold of me..
Copyright © Tamina Koelmel | Year Posted 2014
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