He Lured Me, Like A Fish, Upon The Way-Ward, Water. Poem by Michael Gale

Fear and inner turmoil of the wide cracked open heart...
Tugs and tears at my fleshy, chest ripped open and apart.

The heart demon, feeds off my pain and ache...
He eats and devours, everything, that i love and
have forever, to forsake.

Blood dripped from his ever smirking face...
That demon of the Devil's, is smiling gleefully, in front of his Hellish, reigning race.

He is proud, that Demon from Hell...
He makes me the sickest, in this weakened living, human shell.

I am not, very well...
I do ail, thisto you, i truly do tell.

My stomach does grow and swell...
Here, beside me, in my living Hell.

The pains do grow and rise...
As i have dumbened, as stupidly, i am no wise.

The God, that be my God of all...
Has chosen me to lead them all.

God has chosen, my yearning and needing call...
From the Devil now, i am protected by a God Built, wall.