Killing your inner devils
By austin
If it wasn’t for that one mind game played like a seizure
Then we wouldn’t be in this class.
We would be the teacher of not following every man who says he is a preacher
But who’s more or less a demonic creature.
Who will play mind games and beset you in the same chair in which he
Will try to defeat you .
It is up to you to to get in touch with your inner power to not sit down
And give up like a coward cause with the
Devil something that sounds sweet underneath is only sour.
So stand up , show him who should be the coward , fight back
And seize the hour!
Glorify and immortalize to what now is in reach to be your prize,
Savor the sound when our inner devil cries as he tries , tries ,tries to defeat you
And immobilize but he will only realize that no matter
How bad he wants it this is your prize you earned inside and ill
Be damned if anyone testifies , look into his eyes , don’t give in
And wipe his tears when he cries but make him
Feel the pain till he commits suicide .
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2 comments:
Thats a great poem. Maybe even one of the best if heard in my whole life. Keep it up dude you have a talent in poetry. Use it wisely.
well to start if you made that up you did hell of good
.And you should take advantage of that you know.
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