Eyes wide open
Heart pumping
The screen stays
The moans
The jumping
You prayed for help
You even repented
Turned it back on
Forget your blessings
You finished up
Tears running down
Your lustful thoughts
Are the clouds
The darkest clouds
Of them all
They won't fade
Until you stand tall
Refuse to let it overtake
The sexual thoughts
That prove you're gay
When your not
You've been delivered
The enemy is not the winner
He might bring temptations from afar
Try his best to make you starve
You're already full
With the love of Christ
The sex isn't worth your life
The darkest clouds may linger long
But you are stronger when you call
On the name of Jesus
Who makes the clouds cry out
The darkness disappears
The light comes out
Come out of bondage
From the darkened clouds
Come home
For you are His beloved child
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Prosperous Poetry
شِعرOngoing poetry on how I felt...today...yesterday...or just in that moment.
