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)
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