The devil is trying to get ahold of me .
I’m trapped In the confines of my mind..,
I don’t want to be confined
Loose me
Set me free..
Why do you have a hold of me…
Loose me..
Loose me…
Release me from my despair.
Free meee…
I can’t breath
Feels like you’ve taken the air…
From my lungs…
I can’t breathe…
I can’t breathe
I don’t want to be hung…
Hung in the voidness… the emptiness, in the confinement of my mind.
I need to break free…
Jesus help me..
Please..
I am bound…
In the confinement of my mind
But in you I can be free…
I’m calling on you Jesus….
Please break me out…
And set me free..
For I am alone in..
The confines one my mind
Drowning in the darkness..
… deeper
Deeper..
In the confinements of my mind…
Jesus…
Jesus…
Jesus..
Please..
Save me..
Free me…
Break me out…
I fear if you don’t…
I’m going you die…
Die..
alone…
In the wilderness..
In the confinement of my mind…
- Author: Briana ( Offline)
- Published: August 4th, 2021 05:00
- Comment from author about the poem: What it feels like when you are a Christian spiritually in tune with GOD and What it’s like to battle with depression and conquering suicide ideation
- Category: Spiritual
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