A Lost Soul

When you hate your mind

Your thought process

You hate the flesh that you have become

To live in a world filled with hate

The tongue that is powerful

Lashing out at innocent creatures

Do you feel guilty?

Sitting around waiting for the devil to signal you to curse those who hasn’t bother you

You just shoot them in the heart with your tongue without thinking things through

You show no mercy but your anger elevates

Your mind is filled with the dirty hate

You don’t feel guilty at the present moment

As the devil wears your best smile

The sneaky kind that reads people

To smell the fresh bait that you are about to attack next

Maybe the people that are sick and dying

You cursed him wishing that they would die

And to my surprise they lash back at you

The devil has you right where he wants you

But in the end you feel guilty for your words

The hurtful and devastating words that you can’t take back

You start to feel guilty

Tossing and turning in your own sins

Your own guilt

The devil is laughing at you

Because he has won again

Your flesh is weak and yet again you have sinned

Now what is the next move?

You repent to God and beg for His mercy to save you from yourself once again

To relieve you from your sins

So that you can have peace yet again

But it must stop

The tongue lashing must stop

So that you can be blessed from a spiritual level

To become happy

To stop thinking negative

To encourage those without playing the part of the hypocrite

To stop talking to the devil

It must end as your pity and sickness is venting in thin air

When you  take off the mask

People still don’t really care

They don’t see the bad side

Only the side you portray and show

But your evil darkness side must be killed

So you can grow

To help others in the kingdom

To become the child God has molded you to become

Hatred has you by the throat

But you must let go of the anger

And figure out what’s keeping you from being happy

The girl who has fallen too many times

Is grieving for help

She is drowning on her own tears

Fears that haunts her as she does her dirty work when nobody knows

A lost soul that needs forgiving

To seek forgiveness

A lost soul she is

As I stare back at her in the mirror

In silence

 

Written by Patrice “Lyrical Passion” Rivers