darkness dwells inside anger trembles
a lull in my speech means I am thinking
devouring the light which shines
shrinking psychedelic thinking
strobes of misery spin
my thoughts expand
with ideas of hurt to recall
my mind looks at the world
good with fangs and claws
the dark turns into the most beautiful
insidious character it is in God
diabolical, each little detail isn’t it
I’m not to be believed but look
tooth and terror
afraid for no apparent reason
revolting ideas of what is good
when bad rears its head
you look dumbfounded
what did you expect
the rainbows come with razors
it rained for forty days and nights
a tyrant’s code
don’t get too comfortable
with expectations of prayer, he awaits
lead me not into temptation, I do request
but deliver me from evil, oh tempest man
who, with longsuffering, wrought instruments of destruction
to show his wrath
evil is, I think
my soul wrestles with the man himself
on whose mercy I rely
but I dare not hide my horror
lying to him, claiming not to be aghast
truthful to him lest of me he be cleansed
Superb work. Great imagery.
thank you graciously dearest Thomas just things I think about 💕
Hauntingly penned, Brenda. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian