The fight
The fight with who you want to be, who you are, and who you are evolving into. The fight between a good side of wanting better for the world and the fight with the evil side wanting to give the most horrific revenge to the world. It’s always a fight. It’s always me spinning in circles with my angels and demons. Its doubts, its worries, its fears. But oh, it’s happiness, it’s, peace, it’s LOVE. The loss of innocence before you could express yourself. It’s the pain of looking for something that’s missing that you don’t know is missing. It’s anger that spreads into your life. It’s fighting that damned devil. Life will break you down in the worse way. Let me tell you something about my God though. It’s having faith. It’s breaking curses. It’s finding love in yourself. It’s growing into a person you were meant to be, but never saw yourself becoming. It’s being able to become someone that you needed. It’s living a life of purpose. When life knocks you down, it gives you a chance to look up higher in a steady trance with prayer and praise.
