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Devil's, Demon's and Addiction

Many of us wonder if the Devil does truly exist? 
Lurking in the dark night or hiding out in the mist?
Well, I believe he does and breaking us is one of his goals.
So he releases his demons and they attach to our souls.

They whisper dark thoughts into our ears.
They push and they pull us right into our fears.
They coax us far past where we would usually draw the line.
They cloud our judgment telling us everything's fine.

They taunt us with temptation, lust and illusion.
Some say they're not real that they'rejust a twisted delusion.
But they are quite real, please don't think that they're fiction.
And they come armed with many forms of  addiction.

Addiction is one of the Devil's greatest creations to date.
Infect with this and we'll seal our own fate.
He will wear down our soul's with this nasty infection.
Until we become just another lost soul for his demented collection.

So if you still wonder about the Devil and demons and if their existence is true.
Just ask any addict if they exist and they'll tell you they do.

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Mistaken, a Poem About Crystal Meth

You may know who I am, but not 
what I can do. 
So let me extend some knowledge to 
you.
 
I see you're new to the game.
It's a game I know very well. 
You won't even remember. 
The day that you fell. 

I'll let you go places deep inside your 
mind. 
Then I'll twist your perception 
of the things you might find. 

I'll take you to places so dark that only 
shadows can dwell. 
I'll let you stand on the threshold of the doorway to 
hell.  

Then with all of your sexual senses 
heightened. 
I'll let you do things of which before you were frightened. 

You'll bare the scars on your soul , 
that I leave my mark. 
On those who survive their time with 
me in the dark. 

From your life and your loves , you 
will be forsaken. 
For I am the DEVIL please don't be 
misTaken.

JD Berryhill 2012

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I'M Sorry If I Let You Down

After a time when my life was a mess
If not for my friends my family would be one less
Not much seemed stable it was hard to find solid ground 
So I would like to thank all my friends for always being around
My friends all know I've been through a lot 
But I only survived it By of the support that I got
It must have been hard Always seeing me frown 
For that I am sorry If I let you down
In all friendships There has to at least be two 
But I was so lost in my grief That I forgot about you
We all go through our own and we differently grieve 
But our love gets us through it this I truly believe
My I love you's are special and this i know you will get 
Because if I say it to you I know you will feel it.
My love for my friends Is always and forever 
And that is what Keeps true friends together

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Taken Too Soon

As I grow order around me I see.
The next generation of our family.
I love them all without any doubt.
But there's one that was special that 
always stood out. 
.
He was my cousin named Mitchell 
O'Dell.
And all of our lives changed the day 
that he fell.
Life is short or so they say.
But never so short as the day he 
went away.

A loving and gentle, wonderful son.
Just beginning lifes journey at age 
twwnty-one.
Handsome and smart with his own 
sense of style.
How we wish he was still with us if 
even just for awhile.

A young man's whose presence 
would light up the room.
A young man whose life was taken 
too soon.
Some will say "it's. What God has 
planned."
They can say what they want, I still 
don't understand.

It makes no sense and I ask myself 
why?
What good comes if any when young 
people die?
Maybe to love more in some kind of 
way.
To treasure our lives and be thankful 
each day.

When I look up at stars when they 
come out at night
I pretend that one of them is him,
shinning ever so bright.
But still as I look up,  just past the 
moon.
It still breaks my heart that he was taken 
too soon.

JD Berryhill

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The Voice of Cocaine

Do you know that you should fear me?
Do you know what I can do?
You believe that you are free 
But I'm controlling you 
At first you kind of like me
Just nice to have around 
But eventually you'll need me
Together we'll be bound
And then the battle will be
It's sure to be a long and lonely fight
And you've convinced yourself that I'll will
Even though it isn't right
You have a chance but only one
Turn your back and walk away
But if you do that I'll have some fun
I'll haunt you night and day
I'll be everything you need
And own the soul you try to save
I'll either leave your heart to bleed
Or I'll put you in your grave

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A Gift From Above

My family has been through more than most anyone could survive. 
Suffered through death and loss leaving me the only one left alive. 
The stress it was relentless it shook our family to the core. 
Until there was really nothing left and I couldn't handle no more. 
With a broken bond with everyone except for one  special niece. 
Who recently came to me with news that filled my heart with peace. 
With all of the disarray and things we did endure. 
She's now expecting with new life so innocent and pure. 
After years of feeling nothing much but sad. 
With only far and distant memories of the family I once had. 
Soon will come this new baby and with her a new love. 
She can only be received and loved as a precious gift from above.

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I'Ll Always Be Here Right By Your Side

some read what I write and they tell 
me its great, but much more to me 
it's an emotional cleansing of slate.
A gift from God as a process to 
healing for the times when its hard 
to express how I'm feeling. To live is 
just one of the gifts we are granted, 
not knowing what's next is what 
keeps us enchanted . The one thing 
in life we all seem to fear is the end 
of that life as it starts to grow near. 
Well I am one that has been given a 
peek, I've seen a small part of the 
answers we seek. Asleep on the 
couch in the quiet of night my mom 
came to me bathed in bright 
Silverlight. She had come back to me 
is she  promised 6 days before . 
when she lay holding my hand in 
wait at deaths door. Just before she 
passed she told me that if by any 
possible way that she would come 
back to show me that she was okay. 
she spoke of her fears of leaving me 
here on this earth, that I have been 
her best friend since the day of my 
birth. She said life on this earth no 
matter how long it took, was just a 
small part, like a page in a book. 
When we move on our love 
transcends, our souls are connected 
and that never ends. She said life is 
a ride full of ups and of downs. With 
good times and bad full of smiles 
and of frowns. I've been right here 
my child , with you each day. not one 
day have I missed since I passed 
away. I'll always be here right by 
your side continuing on with our 
most wonderful ride

JD Berryhill 2010

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My Best Man

From my first memories as a wide 
eyed pup.
 The day when this gentle 
man would come pick me up. 
Though I did not know him I had no 
fear.
I instantly nuzzled his neck and 
nibbled his ear. 
Then off for a ride to 
my new happy home.
Then soon he would 
to take in a rescue so I would never 
be alone.
He said that she was my sisi and called her Jamie  
Giaco is what he chose to name me. 
We had an amazing yard with squirrels to chase
In this my life I had surely found my place. 
Toys and treats in endless supply 
I'm one lucky dog to have found this guy.
There were times i drove him up the wall. 
With my never ending, throw the ball, throw the ball. 
But he didn't mind and made sure my every need was met. 
I was more his son than I was ever his pet. 
He made my life great from beginning to end. 
I've heard people say I was "Man's Best friend" 
If that's what they like to say, it's okay they can 
But without a doubt, he was "My best man"

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The Scenic Route

It seems that for our journey through life a road has been paved. 
That some say we must travel for our souls to be saved.
Well that might be the path for the average man. 
But It's not for me, you see I have my own plan.

I will build my own road and probably pave it with doubt.
But it will take me where I need to go, this much I have figured out.
I think our time on this earth Is just a short stint.
Filled with too many judgments and rules made to be bent.

Though the decisions I make are not always the best.
And usually going against the flow of the rest.
I have to say I like the dark corners, being on the edge of the cliff.
I never want to look back on my life and wonder what did I miss?

So if ever you can't find me, I'm doing fine there's no doubt.
Those who truly know me well, know I'm taking the scenic route.

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Dignity and Grace

We all deal with loss at some point.
Its just something we must do. 
They are just a hard part of life. 
Just something we go through. 

Though non of them are easy.
There's one that's like no other. 
For nothing quite compares. 
To the day you lose your Mother. 

She has been there since moment one. 
And every moment since. 
Which makes it hard to ever speak of her. 
While using a past tense. 

Mothers pride themselves on teaching us. 
Everything we need to know. 
Through selflessness and sacrifice. 
They strive to help us grow. 

Though losing her is without a doubt. 
One of the hardest things we face. 
We must do everything we can. 
To help her pass with dignity and grace.