Keeping Them at Bay

Keeping Them at Bay

I see their ghostly figures whirling at the gate
cunningly they await,
on their hook is the bait
of wallowing in deep despair. 

They taunt me continously
and I am drawn to them unwillingly
They shroud themselves in the imtimacy
of knowing my deepest
so they offer their blunt honesty
of doom.

But I must not let them in,
I must fortify the gate,
with love and hope and peace
I must withstand this siege
Their lies I must not believe.
I pull on all I have within
so that I can win this time.

It must be in God's great design

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