Battle Waged Within

Every night, as she laid herself to sleep Images of demons and angels, in her head, did creep The war of good and evil, and everything in between Transpired all around her, though, their physical forms were unseen Am I going crazy? She, often, thought to herself You’re the only one in here; all alone by yourself Every time, it was always the same First, came the demons who cried out her name Their hideous faces and blood red eyes Their ridicule and torment; she greatly despised Was she really so bad and morally wrong? She didn’t think hell was where she belonged She tried to close her eyes and wish them away She heard their taunting whispers to, “Come out and play.” She knew the routine and, yet, it still scared her to the core She knew that the angels are who to ask for She called up to Heaven and emerged a bright light The presence of an angel, what a marvelous sight! The peace overcame her and she continued to pray She asked for understanding of why things are this way “It’s the battle for your soul,” came the reply “They will always fight against you, or at least, always try.” “The battle rages on, though, it remains unseen.” “You have to choose a side and not live in between.” Obviously, the right decision is reaching salvation How will she deny giving into temptations? We all know that battle; the one waged within We all face a choice; which side will win