I can feel the darkness in me trying to come through
I can feel the devil doing the knock knock
I hear massive footsteps in the distance
The devil and his minions coming for your soul
I say checkmate- it's your soul not mine
The darkness pushes through and "yes", pls come in
please but let him be in control
And it happened
It was accompanied by a fever and a rage
The feeling of powerlessness that makes good men cruel
Don't quote me- I'm not a good man, I'm simply a victim of circumstance, a messed up man, a product of unending nightmares and tragic incidents.
The experience doesn't kill you- it changes you.
Makes you bitter
Makes you go crazy
Makes you see yourself as above all others
Makes you see things differently and makes you... "you".
In the end, I am nothing but a broken boy, a victim of circumstance and another of nature's experiment in the long line of children having to go through pain from their childhood.
I appreciate this pain as it made me what I am today, made me critical, firm, affirmative, logical and analytical.
Made me devoid of irrelevant emotions
Made me stop being a cry-baby
And made me... "me"
It made me a man of vision, a man of focus, a man that doesn't stop until he attains his goal.
I don't stop until I hit my mark, until I buck the status quo and say to myself checkmate!
Isn't it ironic how life changes you and makes you a better version of who you would have been if a tragic coincidence didn't take place?
I'd say those incidents are designed to build you, make you, elevate you, and allow you grow into whatever it is that you choose for yourself.
Oh yes, the pain exists but can you handle it?- the greater question.
I sometimes marvel at the wonders of nature and how it allows everything fall into place without our consent.
Thus making me realise that life is nothing but a program which we're stuck in, An unending loop of nothingness and whatchamacallit!
I'm not here to preach or tell you about life and it's meaninglessness, I'm simply here to say that life is transient, life is fleeting, life is short.
Enjoy it while you can for tomorrow you may no longer be here but six feet below, with your spirit transcending into higher frames of existence.
Heaven or hell- I'd rather not talk about this as I'm not a firm believer of the underworld.
They say the devil comes from the ground, but I'd say he comes from the sky above us!