Thu, 07/18/2013 - 20:42 -- OBADIAH


I feel it taking over my dreams, the sheer existence of possession is to rid me of divinity. I feel my bones break as I'm given up like a lamb to the stake. I feel my blood boil as these monsters these demons strip me of every ounce and drain my body as I wither in their coil. If I hear their voices one more time I'm going to blow my brains over the walls and curtains. I need separation I need my life back, was it worth the pleasure as you dumped the bodies stack by stack and emerged with curdled bloodstains. I need You now more than ever they say If I draw close to you you'll draw close to me plant a seed. Take this burden off my hands oh Christ this is my time now, my final stand. I'm so sick of this place, what was once a home is now a graveyard covered in flames and decay. I need an escape, hammer over the head as the nails dig deeper and the pain is embraced. It feels like i'm being skinned alive! They leave me for dead they hang me out to dry. He finally arrived I'm saved, His touch feels like that of soothing cold water and the pain is erased. I'm no longer the monster I once knew. I'm no longer stuck to die in this morbid room. I see the light at the end of this cave, I fought the good fight, I kept the faith, I finished the race. I am saved.... 


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