Exorcised Poem by D.A. Woods

A demon is trying to take over this empty shell of a man,
and try to break me in any way he can,
forcing his lust upon my guilt,
something's got to give before one of us is killed.

He laughs inside when rage is released,
my soul and mind he has set to tease,
hurtful things I don't mean to do or say,
to the Lord I kneel and I pray.

'Oh cometh Lord straight into my heart,
and release this torment and make us part,
I believe in happiness, peace and love,
help me and I'll show you what I'm made of'.

Its only short bursts but yet I'm afraid,
of going off like a hand grenade,
blasts that can ruin the person that I am,
making me feel like my life's a scam.

Then one night the Lord heard my prayers,
and told me to hold on and be prepared,
so I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled,
the demon was gone - he had failed.

Now the only thing that controls me is me,
from that dark place, I'm classed as an escapee,
I'm going to light up the night and light up the world,
fuel up my heart, find her and ignite the girl.