Countious Death

Accidental overdose a women's test became her beliefs almost destroying her life over five times leading her into the entry way of death.

Black spots her eyes see
Black dots, pale blots , nerves tightning into knots
Stiff strength, cold body look what death has begun and has brought about
Upon this women's strange flesh
An overdose became her mess
An ultimate test the reaper waited at her side
Convulsions he awaited to watch herself being welcomed and leading her into death.
An overwhelming peace
As sadnessed ceased
Increasingly fighting through her flesh made body
Holding tight to her heavenly spirit
Not unto the reeper her soul she'd pass along to him or even dareth let go
This is the death I've experienced many times to the point
I've gotten to know.
Breathe in breathe out
Exhale can't inhale
20,30,40,50,60
Hour,two hours regaining life power
She refuses to allow death gain power
Spirit crying more than ever even louder
HEAVENLY FATHER ARENT I YOUR DAUGHTER
DEAR LORD JESUS GIVE ME POWER MORE THAN EVER
MY SPIRIT CRIES FOR U EVEN LOUDER
BAM!!!
Death is damned returned back to hell
This first death was my most scariest
Death, darkness, than light to life I've ever felt..
To God my knees have to bow down.

Reviews

[Chris]

Continuous?

The ongoing fight is apparent. But the continuing attempts seem to tease a God of her intent to continue (not the fight - but her self-abusing/defeating choice).

[Jeannette Medlock]

Very good Chris.

[Chris]

Welcome to WC

[Jeannette Medlock]

I'm a beginner with my writing. And I speak of my life experience. True experiences sir.

[Chris]

THAT was visible... and I'm Chris - not Sir... chuckling here

[Chris]

Though Sir Chris HAS been used a time or ten at a Renaissance Faire...

[Jeannette Medlock]

Yes Sir! Lol ok Chris its a pleasure