What Would I Be?

written in 2007 or 08

edited 2010 & one word revision again 2025

Remembering my horror...

screeching threats pierced my lobes
from ominous claws drawing bloodcurdling images in the mire

it looked at me

as its blood vessels bulged violently with every pulse of my heart
for every thought i had showing hope or desire, those eyes were ever ready to mutilate it
but none of you should have pity on this
i stepped into the mire (its mire)... by my own will
and i do take this next line to challenge you
Judge me.
even though the ROARING eyes promised deadly retaliation,
Cease any sorry empathy.
even though you consider my crime small
it didn't defend me, while this beast was
Loose
and
Free
to demolish
my being

as far as i knew... it had every liberty to shred my flesh
i tried to be something
step where i pleased and guide my feet where my will lead

the demon wasn't hooked up to any chains
for no chains known could hold it down for even a moment
but in that moment...

it pursued me.

it desired to consume every last drip of my blood
Oceans more than i could hope to escape
my system was in full throttle in a blitz to the end
where i had been told before that a loving god was waiting
my body in gear to run the race of life-
the race of life in fear of damnation
with an enduring love for security

but a force too evil was advancing me too fiercely
and the race spit up another hurdle to face

a WALL

TOWERING over my world
in yearning to be as formidable
as a Tidal wave

a stone Wall.
rooted.
STANDING
between me getting ripped to pieces by a
grisly gruesome death lover
...and the safety of life at the finish line

What would I be?
If my Savior had not lifted me over the wall?

NOTHING