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Demons
There was a soul so broken and lost;
so tormented by himself that he became
a lighthouse calling all demons.
A demon came and sat on his shoulder;
What is your name? The lost soul asked,
~Sorrow.
Why are you here?
~You let me stay here.
Who are you?
~Regret.
Why won't you leave?
~You let me stay here too.
Then another demon crawled up
onto his arms.
And what's your name?
~Grudge.
Will you leave?
~No, you love to hold me.
Who are you?
~Depression.
Won't you leave me alone?
~Why? Your comfortable with me.
Who are you?
~Guilt.
Let me go.
~Why? You deserve me.
~Let us stay....
And the lost soul laid his head and cried himself to sleep
day after day.
Others took hold:
suicide, worthlessness, shame.
Imagine if we could actually see these things
attach themselves on us,
we would beat them away with a stick.
But so often we fail to use our spiritual eyes
and let these things take hold.
Open your eyes to God
and see the demons run in fear.
