Blank pages stare back at me, and what I write must be the truth.
I am in so deep, that my development mandatorily has to be new.
The old must wither away;
My demons must slither away.
And so I think with newfound spirit of Christ beside me;
He’s come out from hiding.
I’ve kept him behind me, and now I am currently realizing…
That I am nothing without him, so I want to learn as much as I can about him.
The devil is out, and he won’t come back a voice comes to me and says.
And I vow to keep negative vibes away, as I vow to be more like Christ, I pledge.
Silence, as angels are sent.
And I don’t know what is going on in the heavens, I guess:
I hope that the devil is pressed, because I feel a calming sense in my mind arena.
My thoughts are more positive, cleaner, and I feel a sense of relieving.
And I want to go higher, more at peace with my self.
A son of God, eventually, heaven, I want to see for myself.
Excellence, is what I deem from myself.
I’ve been asleep for so long, and I think now that I am awake –
How can I finally dream for myself?
Walking on clouds, and sleeping on water.
Dancing on abstracts, as I am high and lofty.
Discretions in my descriptions –
Uplifted in my corrections.
Perfection is what I envision,
With Intentions of being vivid.
And all things become new.
My mind, becoming one with my heart as before it was separated in two.
I suppose, that God’s promises are true.
I now know that God’s promises are true.