Written To Pastor Deborah Who Was Known As Pastor Jan At The Time
Written By An 18 Year Old Multi-Generational Satanist Who Was Introduced To The Lord Jesus Christ At The Age Of 14 By Pastor Deborah and Became Pastor Deborah’s Spiritual Child
At The Time Of This Poem Was Written, The Writer Was Still Being Held Spiritually, Emotionally and Physically Captive In The Unseen Chains Of The FAMILY
Written From Jail For Trying To Follow Christ Jesus And Trying To Get Free
August 2002
I Have A Place That I Run To When I Need Shelter Away From You
No One Knows, Or Cares To Ask
Why I Run And Grab My Blanket And Razor
Headed For The Radio
Running Towards The Hallway
Lock The Door!!
I’m Trapped Among The Silence
I Can Hear Your Footsteps
But You Don’t Know Where To Find Me
181/2 Years Old
Still Doing It This Way
I Feel Safe Under The Stairway
Alone
Locked In A room With 4 Things In My Hand
Spent Two Days In My Hiding Place
Until You Left The House Again
Go Down To My Room
Find My Stuff All Burnt And Scattered
Once Again, I Have To Start Over
But To You
That Doesn’t Matter, You’re In Control
You Gotta Keep The House In Line
For You To Feel Normal
You Gotta Take It Out Of Me
And My Stuff
But, That Is Ok Now
Mom
Cause Now I’m Growing Up
And When The Scars Are Mended
I’m Going To Mess You Up
By Ignoring All Your Threats
Your Intimidations, Accusations
By Finding People Who Will Help Me
So That I Never Feel Trapped Again
And My Son, You’ll Never Know
That’s The Way It Ought To Be
The Hiding In The Hallway Closet Is Officially Over For Me