I have no doubt I am in war

An inner turmoil I’ve fought before

Never winning, no end in sight

Just a constant struggle I’ve always bore

This battle begins with wrong and right

Resisiting temptations to win the fight

But what defines a saint from a sinner,

If the saint’s held in darkness and the sinner in light?

Could there honestly only be one winner?

No hope for the lowly, not even a glimmer?

I’m being pulled in two, from what I can tell

And the damage is only wearing me thinner

It’s either good or it’s bad, to obey or rebel

It’s either going to heaven or burning in hell

My conscience is confused by internal conversations

As an angel gives caution, while a demon quells

This is the moment that sparks realization

To side with the angel and be granted salvation

To end this crusade is what I desire

Before I fall into the demon’s eternal damnation

But it is not as simple as choosing ice over fire

Because bad can be good, as is the truth from a liar

To act on our impulse is only the norm

And it is that mentality that makes my condition so dire…