There are deep, dark, damp places,
Where evil lurks, breathes it's fire.
To lure the weak and down trodden there,
A practice of which it does not tire.
You are baited by treacherous ways,
Taken under a wing with intent to save,
Attracted to you by your choice to be sad,
Deeply the evil drags you down to the cave.
Feelings of salvation have deceased,
As has the soul where it once did live,
Yet now having someone who cares,
And believes I have something to give.
In this place where the rule is bad,
I am now in a place of peace,
I have given my soul to his eyes,
In now someone I do believe!!!