The Fight

Copyright, Nicolee32

A war is fought. The battleground… my soul.
Feelings tortured and torn, I have yet to feel whole.
Two pairs of myself are fighting within
The good and the bad refuse to give in.
The good strives for peace, for they’ve fought far too long.
But the other is evil,relentless and strong.
It will not give in til I take my own life.
It’s voice can be heard through the slice of a knife.
But the good still refuses to give up the fight.
Satans wrath is not something to chance or take light.
But there must be another reason to live.
I;d be happy and healthy if I could forgive.
Let go of the past and learn to love
both parts of myself,as does God up above.


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