I live in constant fear <br />I think someone wants me dead <br />Because sometime ago <br />Every time I went to sleep <br />Some images of an old man used to poop up in my head like a movie camera <br />The old man had no arms and no legs in a wheel chair <br />The images were so vivid <br />It kept playing tricks with my mind <br />Till today I ask myself if I know anyone who looks like that <br />I try hard to think, but I can’t come up with anything <br />I am not sure who wants me dead, but I know there must be someone <br />Someone wants to destroy me for sure <br />It is an evil force that comes from Satan <br />I tell Satan to go away and please don’t come back <br />Because I need the holly spirit to enter in my heart <br />But Satan still playing games with me and my mind <br />I keep asking myself why these crazy things happen to me <br />I don’t know what this old man has to do with me <br />Is it a warning by any chance? Or a reminder to take better care of myself?<br /><br />Aldo Kraas<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-live-in-constant-fear/
