The devil crept into my house and rested in one of my children, and that child rested his demons on my baby
all the while in the pits of his pain screaming SOMEBODY PLEASE SAVE ME!
his father stood blind to his pleas as his mental anguish became more and more diseased and still his voice in the midnight breeze whispers... please
as he sneaks into his room like a falling angel would do fondling and touching my 5 year old very sexual. releasing his pain in his actions intentional
now what's a mother to do?
lost in a world of no trust as anger boils over into my mind it seeps through
leaving no place that's safe for the accused to get to.
I want to scream,
I want to rant and rave
I want to curse,
I want to cry out
I want to call his name
I want a target to point a finger and blame
I want him to disappear
I want him to be in fear
for all the things about him I never could have knew as anger grows stronger and larger than me or you, rage traveling through me faster than light or a clear thought to hold on to I STOP and think WWJD... what would JESUS do?
