Inner Strife
My inner demons tell me secrets
riddles of my inner strife
now revealed to seal my doom
that I plunge into the dark
none of these are the truth
fabrication spun from sin
separation from the holy
is the goal of miscreants
whispers of a pending doom
imagined in their fevered minds
asking me to join the chorus
damnation set as the refrain
crushing skies have yet to fall
I have time to turn away
no longer heeding cries of imps
step from gulf of Hell’s domain.
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