Sometimes when things are tough,
We focus on the bad.
Sometimes when things get rough,
We get so mad;
Consumed by the evil, the valley of shadow brings.
Consumed by the thoughts, the devil himself sings.
We lose sight of what's waiting beyond the walls.
Behind mountains, underneath oceans and through waterfalls.
We become dead to the word.
We turn rogue and rebel against who we are.
Succuming to the peer pressure.
And becoming alive to the world.
Bitter laughs, and fake smiles.
One face to friends we may appear.
Church goer, but attitude's a given.
How two faced we really are, my dear.
Although it seems hypocritical and bleak.
There's a side that smiles so fully and real.
Days when we aren't so weak.
With the presence of a breeze.
It's times like those, we have to cherish and hold.
To remember there is some good.
As we run out of the darkness
And take off our cloaked hood.
We destroy the veil that blocked the light.
We conquer our demons when we pick up the pen.
Making it permanent, the word that makes the darkness tremble.
We write, standing side by side with our Knight.
"LOVE"
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Go ahead and find that word that helps you battle the demons. Find the word to write on that other side. Don't let satan win by focusing on the dark. Don't let him win by letting the voices drown you. Stand up and show the devil who's boss. And if you can't stand, if you don't think you have the strength, as you kneel on the ground. Just say the word. And Jesus with his arms around you.
WILL WIN THE BLOODY WAR!
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Nadea x
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