Disciple

He said, I’m a threat to darkness
A disciple of light
Penetrating hardness
Can’t look through broken glass

He said, he knows I’m shattered
Exposing wrong and right
That’s how hope scattered
And more has gathered sight

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

So apparently God does want me to look back

And I see lots of eyes peeking from the dark

He said the demons fear me

But some have a chance to find the light

I have to share mine

So I get to spend the day crying because life isn’t fair and people are picking on me but that’s not why I’m crying

I’m crying about the unfair part

Now I got to learn to face my fears, stand-fast, build a fucking circle, a little bonfire and feed all the little fucking creatures that are starving for my light

I don’t even know if I have any left 👀

You better keep six feet from me

Ten is better

10 feet for our own safety

*shuffles cards*

So who wants to try a hand with me?

I’m a spirit guide in training

But the devil taught me all the tricks 😈

I’m still God’s favorite (I hope)