| Two a.m. I am struggling For my life Against a force I cannot see Holding me down On my own bed With his iron clutches And supernatural strength. I open my mouth Silent screams escape Only to be repressed By his invisible wrists Strangling my throat Choking me Out of the very substance I need I feel myself slipping Into a dark abyss Falling deeper Sucked into a vacuum Of voidness While he permeates My soul Violating my body Against my will Destroying traces of My humanity My call for tears It goes unheeded But HIS voice rings 'Thou wilt not die uncontested' And I believe in HIM Instinctively, I pray For Miracles For Guidance And HE, HE brought me Faith Sweeping this damsel Like a gallant knight Off her feet Away from distress Into the airy bright lights Gasping I resurface Reunite As one with my body Tainted But very much alive Thanks to HIM El diablo has failed In his attempts As it is not me Who has sold My soul to him. |
| [the poet] El diablo |
| Written by Sherina Zain. 28th June 2001. Copyright. All rights reserved. |
| Sherina Zain. Copyright. All rights reserved.2000-2002. |
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