Each Time

The Devil is near -
I can feel it in the air;
It's all around.
The evil is so putrid.
The demonic stench is vile.
It eats at me,
Scorching my flesh.
Yes, the Devil is near -
I feel it in each step I take.
He's watching me
With those evil blue eyes;
Scrutinizing every move I make.
He's here -
I feel the wicked powers
Pulling me in,
Sucking away my life.
He's here, alright,
I see it;
I smell it;
I hear it;
I feel it,
Each time you walk by.

Copyright©JosieWentzel29August2008