The Battle

I fight the darkness of my mind
That seeks to leave me deaf and blind
It reaches long and scaled claws
To reveal, unveil my hidden flaws

I shout and run as far as I can
But the darkness has a greater plan
To catch me when I weak and worn
And mire me with a fatal thorn

The lies! The lies! They draw me down
Until in confusion I almost drown
I sink to my knees and strain and fight
But I lose my vision to the night

In one desperate and final burst
I whisper that the dark is cursed
All battles have been fought and won
The end is sealed, the war is done

Victorious the light will be
And in the end all men will see
The darkness weak and trembling thrown
Into the pit where all things groan

And saying this some strength I gain
The darkness shudders and begins to wane
My mind no longer in a cloud
I lift my head and cry aloud,

"Away from me you evil night!
You cannot have me, it's not right.
By Jesus' blood I have been bought
This battle long ago was fought.
Victorious in me is God's great light.
I bind you hell, you evil night!"

And with a wrenching screaming cry
The light exposes the enemy's lie
The darkness, crushed, is dead, destroyed
The light has sent it back to the void

I stand and find I wear a shield
Bright gleaming with the truth revealed
And in my hand I hold a sword
I am now a warrior for the Lord

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I thought I'd share this poem I wrote for one of my "creative" assignments here at DTS. I wrote it in a record 30 minutes (which it amazing since it sort of mostly rhymes and rhyming takes forever) and if you think it's corny and the rhyme scheme a little childish, I probably agree.
But the subject matter is true; so there.