Incubus

Bringing sins from my past Into the present, a twinkling Filling my thoughts, sprinkling My heart in shadows to last This feeling, this darkness Colors my feelings in black Doubt comes with it to attack Leaving my heart with starkness It brings depression and sorrow Beyond any fears, tears or years Silenced by the blackest affairs Worrying the joyous in tomorrow With his evil destruction, he abides In the appalling abysmal of doubt Where he feeds on every burn out Thrives on the corruption, his guide Some call him the devil, the fraud Who invents new sins to upset you Leaving hearts feeling less than blue he just wishes he could be like God He is my enemy from everlasting I never want to give him the chance To whisper his terrifying mischance Through me, so sin is overcasting I won’t give him the benefit of the doubt I know his taunting is my heart’s rival When he comes around, I need revival So next time he takes another route Listen to my prayer – today and forever With God, all things are possible So this road to my soul is uncrossable Because I know God, he’s not so clever! Pick-A-Title, Vol 35 Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh 1. Incubus March 9, 2023