I’m struggling, wrangling like a worm on a hook
I bet if I was someone else you’d take a second look.
I get possessed by these demons,
Can’t contemplate any meaning.
Riled up, knarling, it’s extreme and
Like I’m some kinda heathen.
I’m objectifying, identifying, on aspects of this life
Thinking, partaking about, in my hurt, fear, and strife.
The demons need to be leaving
Missed chances all up in these meetings
Scripture painstakingly reading.
Til I get to the reason
Set out into this mission
Sooner or later, we’ll be wishing.
All these blessings I’m missing
Eyes get wet, feel that misting
See I’m possessed by these demons
Continuing on for that reason
So what the hell’s it all mean then?
Losing control of all feeling
These demons straight up killing
Held down, oppressed yet defeating
Can’t comprehend any meaning
Rise above, evil we be leaving
Now it’s in full effect
My muscles getting wrecked!
Convulsing amidst all the chaos
In the end, what’s the pay off?
All this unneeded suffering
Scary, fearful mishappenings
Awful, bitterness is all-consuming
Resurrect from these demons
Save your neck and keep screaming
In God’s name is what’s seeming
To lock down and take all these demons
About the Creator
BreAnna Massey
I’m BreAnna, umm…hi ☁️🌈☁️
I’m a mommy of two young daughters. Still exploring my identity, soul, niche. Tryna find my way while leaving each sappy poem, silly story to be found. I’m a recovering addict, I have a deeply traumatized ❤️
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