A darkness takes over me.
Slowly, but surely.
It grabs my fingertips,
Then wraps around my hand,
Then arms, and before I know it,
I have been overtaken.
Sadness & weakness,
Is everything about me.
Misery,
Is everything I feel.
"God, I need you," I prayed.
"Keep me away from all the evil I have committed,
Let me see the light of your power."
After I said the words that made me feel ashamed.
The light and power of Him shined down on me,
I felt lifted, light, & loved.
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