Demons surround me,
where do I hide?
Have to have time
to become un-blind.
Freezing thoughts,
so they can't come in,
Thawed out enough
to let good in.
Preserving myself
for the highest in realm.
Still fighting demons
for the sake of all men.
They come at me,
to me and around,
I pray out loud
but hear no sound.
Forcing their will
into my soul.
My spirit fights,
out of control.
Hungry demons,
eating at me.
I cry in despair,
"God help me"!
A shadowy whisper
races away,
I'm lying lifeless,
my spirit astray.
A light develops
onto myself.
I smile in relief
of God's given help.
© Robin Michelle Zachery
Author notes
This is from an actual event which happened to me years ago.
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