Lucifer and I

Rodents mark their presence, as they skitter away, behind the locked prison doors. Those rust eaten bars and these iron shackles, hold me back from sensing the light outside. Bloodcurdling screams of indiscernible demons, throws my mind in frenzy. I, desperately, try to break free. Tears of helplessness run down my face, as my skin rips open and blood oozes out. I remember the words of my Lord; “seek Me and you shall find”. I got down on my knees, carrying this naked body with me. I bowed my head and closed my eyes, with my heart asking for liberty from this horror. Happiness swirls over, as I feel myself devoid of the bond that held me locked. Footsteps peel my sight once more to the dungeon around. Fear descends heavily where my happiness had been. I, now, watched the hands of Satan put a leash around my neck. Feelings of betrayal sterilize my spirituality. Ashamed, I turn to face the ground below me. Despondency kills the faith left within me. He laughs in delight, as my weakened body struggles to crawl behind him. Every fall hardens my conviction: the Lord has isolated me. Satan pulls me where he wills, with me, following him blindly. I have been enslaved in the realm of the Prince of Darkness and there is no way out. Yet, the shielded light draws my attention. And, in the light when I look up to see, I realize that Lucifer is none other than me…