What happens in the dark

What happens in the dark, 
is a war beneath my skin..
Where the shadows learn my weakness,
and invite me back again..
 Where depression waits like a predator,
 that knows my every fear..
Anxiety circles closer whispering,
 that the end is near..
Where the memories of old abuse arise,
And he whispers to me lies..
My addiction taps my shoulder, 
saying follow where I led..
The snake crawls through the silence,
with a voice that sounds like mine..
 Telling me the darkness owns me,
I am running out of time.. 
Some nights the pull is heavy, 
like a hand around my throat..
 Trying to drag me toward,
the places I never find rest..
The evil feels so familiar,
like a room I used to know..
Calling me to sink back into the pain,
 Like I forgot what it felt like..
I try to outgrow it slow,
but It tells me I am weaker than the battles I survived..  
That the part of me that fought,
 Has been eaten alive!! 

But I keep fighting back,
Even when the night feels real..
Even when the lies feel true,
Even when the shadows steal..
Because God keeps speaking louder,
Than the serpent in my head..
Saying hold on to the truth,
Do not trust the things you dread….

Some nights the darkness tempts me,
with the comfort of collapse..
Says come back to the numbness,
where the pain no longer taps..
Says hide inside the quiet,
where no one sees you die..
Says let the weight surround you,
till you cannot stay awake..
Let the snake keep twisting memories,
into chains around my throat..
 Telling me the world is better off,
if I never leave this nest..
 He paints the shadows gentle,
 like a place I could belong..
But every promise that he whispers,
 always turns out to be wrong..
I know that voice is poison,
and I know that voice deceives..
So I stand inside the trembling,
 till the whisper finally leaves..
Even when the ache returns, 
like a shadow at my door..
I remind myself the darkness does not own me,
though the night keeps calling with a promise..
soft and deep I refuse to let the serpent steal,
 the peace I fight to keep…

Because I keep fighting back
Even when the night feels long
Even when the shadows press
Even when the pull is strong
And God keeps speaking steady
Through the terror in my soul
Saying I am still your refuge
When the darkness takes its toll

I told God I am tired of the battles in my mind
Tired of feeling like the evil wants to drag me from behind Tired of hearing every failure echo louder than my prayer Tired of fighting off a serpent who pretends he truly cares And He said give Me the struggle that you wrestle in the night Give Me every whispered lie that tries to dim your light Give Me every fear that says you are standing all alone And I will break the serpent’s hold and call you back as My own
And even when the shadows rise like storms across your chest I will guide you through the darkness till your soul can finally rest And though the night surrounds you with a cold unyielding grip
My hand will never leave you and My promise will not slip……

Rap, Cinematic Religious Art, Dark Despair, Heavy Beat, Eclectic Bluesy Vibe