The Captor

Just to explain: This sounds very dark, but it actually doesn't have anything to do with where I have been in my life. God's been good, everything is decent.
Just mostly about how the Devil is always attempting to tempt as best He can.

He whispers nothing into my mind
And there He leaves it in that bind.
To move, to run, to flee!
Not options given me.


I scratch and claw and scream for help
But Jesus pleads me not to yelp.
Endure...


But He! He takes me once again
And crushes my mind with an angry reign.
My fight, my battle, it can't be won
So I call upon God's only Son.


Yet here am I in darkness thick,
Incapable of stopping it:
The onslaught of terrors to my soul.
I'm shrouded out and not in reach.


If only it weren't my soul He did breach.
And still it is so that I cry out,


"I scratch and claw and scream for help
But Jesus pleads me not to yelp."
Endure...