My little book feelings

Cliff hanger

When I think about my battle between good and evil I picture myself hanging on to the side of a cliff with the devil holding onto my ankles pulling me down . I can see God lowering his hand down for me to take it. I wanna take his hand so bad I even grab it a few times but the devil pulls at me forcing me to let go . I wanna be strong but I'm weak . I wanna hold on but my muscles yell let go . My heart yearns to touch God for me to be good but my flesh is weak and the Devils temptation strong . I will never stop fighting . I won't let the devil win . Till my last breath I will be fighting him .