This Is My Battleground

Helplessness invades into my life and into my world Chaos; Disorder Helplessness invades trying to imprison you in a box of no choices :A box made of tinted glass buried under the old, dry earth without any openings but the small split above with a glimmer of light where thoughts that aren’t your own pours in: to bring destruction to your paths of decision where you feel like you have no power wanting comfort and order holding on to your personal morality not to change under the pressure pressure of the world :squeezing you under a hydraulic press trying to crush you inside like coal never to become the diamond you should be inside: But this enemy has come into your life like an infestation :maggots trying to fest on your delicious fruit that they don’t have or deserve for their spoils are from what they sow: only of defecation: trying to rob you of rest, of peace, of righteousness to get you to believe that you never made good choices while their sight is right and unbreakable and to be treasured Every right choice seems to be filled with snares :traps of logic and emotions by the enemy laid before you pitting you against yourself and love ones placing detour signs filled with lies and diabolicalness: and the wrong choices leads you away from yourself to a so-called peaceful hell where your enemy waits for you to bend and break you to their will that you will just see life as they do, no matter how evil and wrong Always on the defense being attacked over and over repeatedly with a smile here and there to brainwash you like a doggy treat and a few calculated words to conform you; dangling a peaceful hell before you that they know you might be tempted to take like a bribe :a corrupted man in power trying to reverse your morality with filthy money that hold stories of all of the other lives that were turned upside down in the connected process: But it’s time to ROAR time to FIGHT back time to be YOURSELF NEVER GIVE UP For your time of war has begun time to become the predator and have them become the prey :a hungry lion stalking in the tall grass eyes hungry for flesh mouth thirsty for justice bringing life to the dead world on his terms: chasing them to the ends of the world until they meet their own end and destruction Time to TRUST GOD with all your Heart and Mind and Soul and Might This is my BATTLEGROUND and I am who I am…