''The Devils Torment'' Poem by James Branson

’’The Devils torment’’


I bleed haterd and welcome darkness my soul is in torment.I can not resist while the devil persist and shows me my path a fallen future all I can do is laugth.God does not talk to me, I wonder if he really cares is he really there. this life I live is not fare. I won't denie I thought of suicide, but to take my own life, I have to much pride.God is playing games with destiny, I am sorry, but he never ment that much to me.Everyday I try to pray but being tormented by the devil it is hard to find the words to say.The devils torment, his evil rips the goodness of my heart everything I love falls apart. The demons tease to please there masters work, to watch a man who once was good live with hurt. Please god give me a heaven sent and free me from the devils torment.