There was one point in my life <br />when I was doing nothing but bad <br />the worst thing that came out of it <br />were the experiences that I had. <br />The first night when it happened <br />I was laying in my bed <br />my door had creaked open, <br />startled, I lifted my head. <br />Only to find an image <br />covering my bedroom wall <br />I didn't know what to do <br />except, stay still and not move at all. <br />I somehow fell back asleep <br />then waking to the morning light <br />thinking that it was just a dream <br />of what I saw last night. <br />after, using the restroom <br />and as I was laying back on my bed <br />a wind had grazed right by me <br />hitting me in the face and head. <br />Just before I knew it <br />A force had pinned me down <br />I couldn't move a muscle <br />or make any kind of sound. <br />I struggled to shout or scream <br />but no words were coming out <br />moving was impossible <br />because all the pressure I had felt. <br />I was so scared to open my eyes <br />because I didn't want to see <br />whatever, was on top of me <br />a demon possibly. <br />In my head I kept screaming for god <br />to take this all away <br />I tried to stay as calm as I can <br />and continue to pray. <br />Than the pressure somehow lifted <br />and I opened my eyes to see <br />a light beam coming through my window <br />and my body and voice were free.<br /><br />bobby kramer jr.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-demon-s-touch/
