Shackled in pain, is how you say you feel;
Shards in your heart, with no known way to heal.
Lights growing dim, the way to happiness hidden;
You seek things to help, but all are forbidden.
Crossed paths with the Devil, he tempted you with lies;
Forgo days of torture, nobody to hear your blatant cries.
But you fight through it all, the Devil has lost his fun;
But he has left you broken, burned by the pulsating sun.
In the sands of defeat, you soon sulk about;
No certain way of travel, your limbs give out.
They have carried your body, but not your soul;
For you gave that up, a very long time ago.
Your limp body lies, in the burning sands;
While beaten is your soul, with all of the damned.
You fell to his temptations, and cursed onto his side;
Through trickery and deceit, one’s soul can never hide.
To free your soul, is a challenge of it’s own;
Then to join it with your body, one can’t do alone.
Seek help in others, trust them with your life;
For once you have peers, you can win this fight.
Friends will help, for they are pure and true;
The Devil can’t live in love, thus it will defend you.
Forget not the fact, that you are not alone,
For his treacheries and evil, can be overthrown.