Struggle Within

you feel a cold breeze,
you turn and im gone.
go on as you please,
but to you i am drawn.

i have no name.
but you know me very well.
ive gained some fame,
with those whose soul they sell.

i know how you feel,
i can take away the pain.
ill make you a deal,
but you'll never be the same.

give in to me,
and you'll be a new man.
the results you will see,
if you stick to my plan.

have you figured it out?
who am i to you?
because without a doubt,
the rumors you heard are true.

think of what i said.
you have everything to win.
Existing in your head,
I am the struggle within.

this was ridiculously easy to write tonight. and it scares me a little. i can never write about good shit and good influences easily. but when it comes to fucked up stuff and and my inner demons, im all over that shit. ive been on a Metallica high for the last 2 weeks. im getting back into my metal roots and keeping the spirit alive. they actually do have a song called The Struggle Within, i highly recommend it as well. very fast and very heavy. i got the title idea from that song, and with the help from my past experiences and the man downstairs, i was able to come up with this temptation-resisting-satanic bullshit.  
this poem is about the mental struggles we all face in an attempt to keep our sanity and control in our lives. ive found myself plenty of times negotiating my soul to the devil, but morality, beliefs and god helped me get through my demon days. the constant mental wars in our heads have no end, and our will and judgement get put through rigorous tests each day.

look, i know im just going on and on about shit that you already know. I know that. im not your mom. im not your dad. im not some creepy ass priest that touches little boys. im none of that. but obviously its something important if people keep repeating it over and over again. shut the fuck up and listen for once. we young adults have this thing going on where we think we know more that grown ass parents. it doesnt work like that. listen to what others are saying. if multiple people are giving you the same answer, then no shit they must right. and another thing, dont ever ask for my opinion and then not like my answer. it makes you look like a one dimensional dumb fuck. the moral of the story is kids, if you play with fire, your bound to get burned. now if you excuse i need some ice for my thumb. i burned the shit out of it popping fireworks for new years.