Temptation

She’s crawling in the night
Trying to find the light
“I can’t make it” she says
Temptation rains down..

And pretty soon there’s a flood.
It’s hard not to dance within it..
Is like a vampire trying to resist blood..
Who could resist such bliss..

“I haven’t always been this way” she says.
5 years of damage to my mind..
what will it take until I’m fine?”

She has a divided soul..
“Why do I own what’s not mine?”
She asks herself these questions

Only a thousand times a day.
Always hoping and praying
That He will help her find a way.

On Wednesdays,
She kneels in front of the cross to pray.
“Help me…I can’t do this alone”
No response.
Her heart is left feeling like a cracked stone.

She goes home.
Panic arises
Her heart is racing..
It’s sin she’s chasing..

“What am I thinking..”

She pulls out an object.
With the pretty object..
she carves a line into her skin.
Tries to convince herself she’s done with sin

She hears a voice,
“I fear that Blood and tears won’t get you anywhere, my dear..”
“God, you’re too late.”
“Am I?”
“Help me.”
“I have. But, you chose not to listen.
Listen to me, and be set free
or be full of misery.”


“I want to leave this drug.
But, I’m addicted.
Every time I leave, I face conflict.

“It’s the demons in your head..”
“My soul is cracked..”
“I can heal. I can mend.”
“God, lend me a helping hand..”
“I have, will you take it this time?”
“I won’t promise anything..”
“Then I won’t stop the demons from singing..”

She moves on with her life..
And hells bells are ringing..
She has the option to take a chance..
To dance with Satan..
Or to run away..
And say..
“I’m living for Jesus.”
What will it be, she wonders…