Satanic Forces Wait With Glee Comments

This writing is true...the biggest deception hidden today from most is that Satan is not real...he is just a 'fantasy'; he is real and he is behind the inhumane things occurring worldwide....excellent writing also...thank you..10.

I recognise this place. It's a very accurate landscape, I might add. Oddly enough, I think it's comforting. Why? Well, everyone who's there thinks he's alone - this poem might create in others a sense of shared struggle. A very fine write, great imagery.

'I am not wrapped in love/I'm hidden in plain view' Uriah, those are some great lines. As the slightly chippier Mary Poppins would say - 'Practically perfect in every way.' Hugs Anna xxx

Very finely crafted. When the heart feels bleak it feels that there is no beauty in the world. Touching.

Uriah, This poem has touched me deeply. I have had a very tragic, personal loss recently, and as fate would have it this was written just the day after it happened - and I'm not ashamed to say that as I read this poem I had tears streaming down my face. I have tried so hard to be strong for everyone else's sake, but this poem gave me the permission to cry, and for that I thank you. Your friend, Shannon xoxo

powerful poem, pessimistic but realistic.. I wish things were better than what you describe but that is not always true.. Losing faith in people and yourself will not make things better, there are some angelic forces too! HBH

You've written a fine poem, Uriah. The bleakness of our world can indeed beget despair and depression. The evening news mission is to keep us at home in fear and loathing of the world in which the Lord walked amongst those nearest to being lost. Such was that mission and so you have crafted a poem who warns about despair while being its victim. Know sinners are not all lost and not all who wear black & body art are either. Peace & Love. Hugh

From your dark afternoon of despair, you have created this exceptional poem. You have my respect and admiration for this, Uriah. Kindest regards, Sandra

a very powerful poem profound and filled with heartfelt truth each line burning into the brain yet somehow your Real Self survives to give the gift: this wonderful poem