What I Ought Is Fought and Fought

Am doing what I should and ought; Temptation off fought and fought; Which is what I must always do; Trouble was through and through. In changing times remember me, While God does set my soul free; Though have been dying inside, May have many things to hide. My precious memories still persist; Will add many more to my long list; Was comprised of anguish and fear; While wishing they did disappear. Things often may be right or wrong, Or could be simple same old song; Do want to encourage and excite; Wrote another poem want to invite.