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I feel something inside me spark,
there is this pure adrenaline fear
I fear something unholy is near,
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
i shall fear no evil,
Crossing myself I say the Lords prayer once more to myself.
Shh! What's that? The floor boards creek as it comes crawling down the halls
Though i walk... through the valley... of the shadow... of death... I shall fear....
I fear evil.
It comes in the night, and my prayers seem to help little.
Shh! What was that?
I feel it creeping across the walls.
Though I walk... through the valley... of the shadow... of death...
I stop to turn and look once more, over my shoulder, across the floor.
The shadows tilting, leaping, fleeing.
Is that my cat? Is he yet sleeping?
Tiredness brought on my hallucinating?
At the night I am still seeing.
I hear them creeping, hear my breathing,
in short gasps, my eyes yet seeking,
something to explain my heart break beating,
into my chest like it is bleating,
like a lost sheep, wet, cold, seeking,
a shepherd, the Lord, who is leading,
me back to safe pasture.
Invisible angels protect the sleeping saved.
I try to close my eyes again.
As I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
if I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take.
As I lay me down to sleep, I clearly hear my scared heart beat,
if I should die before I wake, don't let me suffer,
Take me swiftly, I pray.
Each night I lay me down in fear, so sure I feel that somthing's near,
my pillow wet from all my tears, My quiet sobs have left me here.
I hope tonight for me you'll pray, that tomorrow you will hear me say,
Another day has found me safe, Thank The Lord for his Good Grace.
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