A Challenging Flight
My demons I fight,
For my Lord, every day
They sit in waiting
In the dark places for me.
My plight shall I ride,
For my Lord, in every way
These demons bring up thoughts
But my strengths in my Lord sway
That is where I won my fall.
The depressions:
Come at me in madness
Along with it
Is it evil, for sure?
Not sure I can
Take much more
At times it makes me
Want to puke
When I can't find a door.
A door out of this place,
Of depressing, crushing
Feelings it leaves.
Sure is a bunch of sadness
I'm not willing to relive it.
I need to get out,
But it seems
It's my life
Even though I to encase
And see this with doubt.
Copyright © William Darnell Sr | Year Posted 2022
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