The Battle

So dead inside
She feels dead to the world

No one can help

Though time and time again we've tried

She walks through life

With no smile on her face

As it's cast downwards

Staring at her feet.

Her arms bare the bitter truth
Of her painful reminders to herself

That she is in fact alive

Although she may wish she wasn't

But she doesn't hear us
To her, we are just as alive as she feels

We are not even a part of her anymore

She blocked us out as the demons took over

And who are we???

We are her guardian angels

However, in this case, falling short of our title

But striving evermore to live up to it

Under our protection

This young angel of the earth

Has fallen into mass destruction

Brought upon her by the devil's hand

But we strive to help her see

That she can be delivered from her sorrow

If only she would pray for forgiveness

And pray for His help

But, like I said, we are dead to her
She is dead inside

And the devil has her by the throat

Weakening her every second

So we are asking you

To pray for her too

With enough prayers said

God may rid the devil's hand from her throat

With enough prayers said

She may finally see His love

She may finally realize

Her life was payed for by His blood

So pray, not just for her

But for the world

They all need Him

Yet so many are being choked by the devil