Against the Devil
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Electrifying, the ache
Trembles in my thoughts,
Bringing sparks of memory alive
Sacrificing my sanity for immorality
Driving out the beauty,
The tenderness, the soothing
Reaching beyond the sensitivity
Into the darkness, the black
Fear that echoes in nightmarish screams
Terror blazing beyond the spirit
Into the feelings, the senses
Waking panic, urgent and insistent
The worry is like an old friend
Instead of the monster – the tyrant
Who erases all the beauty
With its wind of night, silhouettes
Graceful as sanity,
Ruler of recklessness, like mania
Breathing in crazy – exhaling
Fumes of irrationality
It’s the mood that comes to life
On the fully blazing moon who drifts
Like an orb of endlessness
The mystery of something far brighter
Than its blazing splendor,
Sending soft rays of illumining grace
Like snowflakes in the fall
Rain across the thoughts, gentling
Furious, still bringing
Confusion into the spirit, tenderly
Still, frustrating, grating on the nerves
This is menacing, violent and frenzied
Fog of hysteria, excited and busy
Like the color purple,
Who winds its way through the dawn
When there is weird weather
On the way, thunder and lightening
Shooting through the sky,
Inviting the mind to ingest the beauty
Who excites, stirring the spirit
With vibrant visions, victories, priceless
Wisdom – warming the heart’s
beating
Crazy calls to the earth
In ways that can’t be heard
By the endless streams or oceans,
The seas, so trusting, never know
Wave upon on wave of fear,
Fearless – they continue lifting
Bringing in tides and releasing the insights
Wonders so delicious they survive
Every fire of the mind,
The thoughts that bend hope,
Nomadic and gross,
As they vomit fear, hungering
For the tears, the feelings
That every heart possessed, even
When they silence the lines
Laughing while inside, they scream
For the pain is greater than they can
Experience without passing
Beyond words, into the neverland
Grief that is like a hellish grave
Dug for the hopes, the dreams – perishing
Because, inside – the anguish, madness
Develops in swells of anxiety,
Fear wins when it has no place left to go
But within
And, I know – fear is a demon
Who takes possession of the most
Feeling people, the ones who
Have hearts that bleed sensitivity,
Hearts who believe, until
Fear feeds them with senseless
Wickedness, cruelty claims them
Because it is their very sane believing
That causes the devil such cacophony
Only God can be successful
In winning this fight with Lucifer
And, so I pray
With my heart set on heaven’s gates
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2023
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