The Unseen

I awaken suddenly...

Just another nightmare
I'm drenched,
But it's freezing.
She trembles beside me, 
She's still asleep.
I need a drink.
I pass the mirror,
There they are again,
Those dark, empty eyes,
I feel the fear, 
But choose to ignore it.
I lay down,
She's frightened,
She's sleeping.
I touch her, 
Try to calm her.
I feel it all,
Fear
Anger
Hatred
This isn't her
I feel it's dark presence,
It sets upon me,
I can't move.
I'm afraid,
I can't speak,
The fear coursing through my veins.
I can see its blackness.
It doesn't speak, 
But I can hear its evil.
My mind is racing,
Hoping for a way out.
I'm crying,
But not a single tear drops.
Jesus!
Jesus!
Please save me!
Help me!
Nothing.
JESUS!
JESUS!
I NEED YOU!
It's afraid,
I can feel it's fear,
It lifts.
I can move again.
I probe the room,
Feeling for its darkness,
It's gone,
It has left,
But will it be back?
She wakes up,
She looks at me, 
She knows,
She has the same look on her face.
We hold each other until we sleep.
 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is about my very real experience with demonic oppression. I wrote this for people either experiencing it or those who have and to let hegemony know there is only hope in Christ.

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