The Witch That Sought To Curse Me

The Witch That Sought To Curse Me Pain that cuts as a chill to the bone she, she beats my heart upon her stone Winged angels she defies and sends away her curses eat into my night and day No forgiveness does her heart ever give as her cries follow me wherever I live Had I only yielded to her deep desires her imps would still be in her fires Nights, the hordes descend upon my head evil blackness engulfs my shaking bed Her minions sent to exact dark revenge any more, my mind will become unhinged Her crawling snakes hissing so foul can see them striking out even now Soon my heart feels her teeth bite I refuse to yield with all my might This witch was an angel that did sing until I put on her evil marriage ring Tonight torture will be dealt a blow found, a cure to make her swiftly go Verses to set like upon darkened like light's own mercy is about to strike She is now bound by her own wicked glee by my cutting her image into a dead tree I used great wisdom from the Holy three sought greater powers to set my Soul free... Robert J. Lindley, 10-06-2014 Note: Inspired in part by the results of my second marriage and its ending. Presented in honor of the dark season approaching now.