1A/N: I just wrote this poem not too long ago...and I believe I'm writing it for one of my friends...a prayer...a plea to God... but I dunno...I think it's a plea that can apply for anyone in my life who does not know Him and had fallen prey to Satan
Save Her
A shadowed room
A hole of darkness
A world of ebony
You slip beneath the surface
Drowning in your pain.
I try to reach you
Grasp your hand
Pull you to safety
But you have slipped from my fingertips
Fallen too far.
You live in a hole
Consumed by the Evil One
Save her, Lord
Save her.
Lift her from the pit she has fallen in
Draw Your warmth around her
Pull her close to You
Hug her
Embrace her
Save her, Lord
Save her.