Chains 14/05/2014 by adeeyoyo 2 Comments . Prisoner in the darkness of my soul, Invisible chains held me in the blackness of that gaol, Shadows moved around enclosing walls Circling smoothly, pressing darkly Black on black against the light. . Spectres, spirits, ghouls flickered in the gloom, Encroaching back to back around me in the room. I cried out to God to help me flee, Escape the evil that I felt surrounding me And He… and HE was the One who set me free! . ©Denise G Allen, 13 May 2014 07:12 Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailPrintLinkedInPocketLike this:Like Loading... Related Author: adeeyoyo I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx
14/05/2014 at 12:43 pm
and he is the only one that can set you truly free….
just saying…
ha. smiles
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14/05/2014 at 7:33 pm
Amen, amen, amen.. Nice.
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