When the angels came
The enemies stood no chance.
What isngood
Or holds potential
Their mission
Is to destroy.
So they attack
When you are alone.
Knowing they will
Win if no one else
Attacks them.
The words you spit
They slowly fister my mind
With negativity.
When I open my mouth
I speak and interact
With others.
You say I am alone.
When I ask outloud
Their words turns
Yours into ashes.
The truth is powerful
For when the angels came
Strongholds starts to fall
And break loose
