He wore is hat down low
As if he were hiding from shame
But after I told him, "I'm here to help."
He softly offered up his name.

He had the name of an angel.
This angel too troubled at best
Yes, it's Gabriel I speak of.
He too heard voices & couldn't rest.

He spoke of demons torment. How they would yell & scream.
How the voices were so loud
That he couldn't rest or dream.

The voices told him constantly,
drive straight to his death, make no turns
That his life was never worth it
That in hell he would burn

I couldn't believe my ears
When he said under his breath,
I jumped from a speeding car.
I thought it would help find rest

So to make the voices stop
Dr's tried fixing him with medication
Told him the voices would leave
All needed was meds & determination.

They convinced him he's better
That the voices are gonna quiet
But as I watch him twitch
I fear the voices are fighting to riot!

So I bowed my head to pray. Please God heal this beautiful soul.
I pray you help him find a Quiet place
I pray that what's broken now be made whole .

Alexia Houston 01-26-24



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