"HOUNDS  of  HELL"

They surround me all the time.
They twist my thoughts on a daily basis.
They don't have one,but many evil faces.
They plot to destroy me.
They plot to influence me.
Most of all they plot to kill thy body & soul.
How long must i continue to write on death?
Is it possible till i draw my last breath?
My whole outlook on life is completely twisted.
Warped beyond measure without a doubt.
I wasn't alwayz this way.
I once was happy each and everyday.
Then all the deaths occurred,ruining all that joy.
All the torn relationships forcing me to play with my new toy.
Sharp as a razors edge.
A razorblade if used correctly,can cause my death.
Use to play the game of death all 24/7.
Didn't care,didn't believe,all i said was "FUCK HEAVEN".
But someone was put in my path to spread the word.
Then right there in that city park called "smokey" i accepted Jesus.
Less than a year later i was baptized in the name of Jesus.
Slowly but surely the lord got me to quit drinkin' alcohol all the dayz of my life.
Just cuz your a christian don't mean i'm perfect.
I stumble.
I fall.
I make all kinds of bad decisions.
But within my heart i am a believer of christ almighty.
Wherever i go,God is with me.
Whatever i do,God is still with me.
And even though i sin,God never leaves me.
And believe me,it's a daily fight for me against these wretched demons.
These spawns of satan.
These unholy bastards who i dispise.
The creators of big and little white lies.
I sometimes call them demons or what they are to me.
Demon seeds,forcing greed.
Nothing is too hard to believe.
When a soul fell.
From heaven,it's not a tough sell.
They are strong,yes.
These are the  "HOUNDS of HELL"