Rising High Poem by Ninja Soul

I'm in a middle place,
between the light and the dark.

Sometimes I feel close to the light,
the light of Jesus.

Other times I feel close to the dark,
where Lucifer awaits me.

I'm fighting Lucifer,
trying to keep him away.

I pray for God,
to help me and to guide me.

I know he can,
sometimes I fail to believe.

But, I'm rising high...

I'm leaving the dark,
might be at a slow pace,
but I'm getting there.

I'm holding on,
with all my mite.

With the help of God.

God is pulling me up,
I'm rising high...

One day, I'll make it,
to the light.

Forever lose the dark.

I'm rising high.