Devil Within
devil within
I catch a glance of my self
as a passing view
I hate what I see
because the scars prove how hard my life has been.
Not by luck but my choice
I used my fists instead of my voice.
My soul is whole
at last in life, without this I would cause trouble as easy as a roll of a dice.
I left sorrow in my wake, I fed my own demons, that was my mistake.
Im sober and clean my demons rest, for i finally beat my demons, the ones who
wouldnt let me rest.
At last I can finally rest.
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