I just kind of found this one lying around in my head.


Exorcism

Do not seek me out with your dangerous eyes
Do not speak to me with your poisoned tongue
Your twisted face I do not want to see
Away you dark figure in my door
Dwell in some other threshold
Your shoulders are broken
Your voice is gone
Leave this place
Leave me alone
Take your storms
Take your clouds
Take your rain and cold
Your hands hold no warmth
Your heart gone
You have nothing to offer
Nothing to see
Nothing new
Nothing good
Be gone
Out of my life
Gone, out of my world
Return to your damp
Your dark




Poetry by Jessica Rexroat
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Written on 2006-11-21 at 20:49

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Phyllis J. Rhodes
All thats left to say is "IN THE NAME OF JESUS"
Then all those deamons must flee!
Loved this and your strength in writing it!
2006-12-01


keith nunes
fine write jessica. it reads like a prayer or incantation ridding you of all that is nasty. well done
2006-11-21


Kathy Lockhart
I was married to that entity once upon a dark and stormy 32 years. I caste him out! Thank God! You knew him well!
2006-11-21