Wicked World
There, in the ocean of fire
lies my dark desire
if I said I were strong enough to resist
I would be a LIAR.
Insatiable hunger festers inside
from myself I can not hide
against weak walls I punch and kick
deep down I know I am sick.
But, what is a man without struggle
whom against fate he must tussle
trying to be righteous and good within
to force myself to abstain from sin.
Copyright © Andrick Brown | Year Posted 2016
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