He knows he has the power to control

Drawing you down the deepest hell hole,

The day is done, the sun rides low

A cry for help or mercy heard below.

Can you feel the surge of power

As your soul it does devour,

An energy field all of it's own

My eyes turn upward to atone.

With strength and power I fasten my seat belt

It was a bumpy night that I dwelt,

Now I soar up above the earth

And dare to hope for rebirth..

© Hazel 2011