The more pain there is the with a primal sense of urgency that I am drawn to it.
The stronghold that is, is the binding force like a magnet pulling me deeper into the lagoon.
Bottomless with a sulfur vapor engulfed chamber which nothing escapes.
Please Lord, I beg You for release.
A flight on the wings of Gabriel’s to witness the destruction of all you command by my prayers that cannot amount to the power it would take for freedom from the torment of time.
