I Am Trying To Keep My Spirit From Breaking

The devil ensares me. Your spirit is upon a hill. Memories of blueberry's and Grace before suppers fill my mind. You and me upon a hill. There is so much about her..that I have lost in indactuation with you. But I can't help it. The devil clings to my spirit as you try to raise it to the sky.Shell never see that I was that she was not attracted to him. I was the one who does not seem his counsil. I lay bear in my bed with thoughts of your body pressed up against mine. Pressed up against hers. One light I lay in my bed ensnared by the weight of the evil world I live in laying with my morther and her begott n son. There would touched in my body forming a Bible as I began to have visions of Jesus Christ around the room. Sometimes I hear her cry for me. But it does not matter how mad you make me could play with her for hours in bed just as I could lie teathered to your body with my head between your chest. The only trouble is I wasted time here playing with her in innocence each time her breaking my heart because of the devil that continuely enters me claiming I seek his company because of her.