A poem I wrote about the good in me vs the bad in me, and recovery of drugs through AA.

Devil may cry, god does not lie

Fuck this demon, there is no try

I have to choose, live or die

Shut down my heart, push you away

Live for tomorrow, die for today

Pop some red pain, struggle to stay sane

Shoot some white powder, lost my moral fiber

Sniff some anything, keep my life in sin

The joy to cry, my fear to die

Love you today, for come tomorrow I’ll wash you away

Fresh inhale of nicotine, for cancer is a dream

Smile to your face, in my head I spit on your face

The only guarantee, right now I’m not fit for me

Drugs are not my choice, they are a way to be free

Free in this desperate cage, my only reality

The drugs are losing power, they make me cower

No matter what I do I’m a puppet to me and you

My will is fading, life degrading

Your life is grand, god help me stand

My perception is warped, sanity corked

I’m a tickin mind bomb, today my name is con

God can keep my sane, the devil enjoys my pain

You stab me in the heart, I stab you in the back

This is what I would do, if I was on crack

But not today, maybe tomorrow

For now, let me sit in my sorrow

Life is a game, nobody wins everybody dies

Sit on my mental fortress, which is made of lies

I can’t see your soul, I claim to see god

I can hear you talk, I can fake a nod

Voices in my head are louder, plus they get me powder

Get out of my mind, help some fucked up guy

My only absolute answer, to help me not die

Try to relate, our lives are at stake

Build a foundation, push through irritation

Ive heard of this light, I’m stuck in the dark

I just want to use, fall asleep in a park

I look at a bum, it’s so fucking dumb

How east I stop, and envy this bum

Look down at the ground, admire a rig

Now my brain starts to do a thought provoked jig

That’s all it takes to turn me around

Do whatever I want, to keep me down

A twinge in my heart, a new feeling to be

It seems to be guilt, at least whats been said to me

Theres a fix or a cure, both to endure

One is hard one is easy, can I stay greasy

Of course I can, devil promises gain

Fuck what you think I enjoy the pain

The devil has won, god whispers my name

More fucking guilt, fix me a drink, what a shame

Get on my knees, begin to pray

God still loves me, he keeps me at bay

Nothing and everything to lose, time for AA

They say I’m forgiven, let it be true

I’m no longer here for me, I’m here to hear you

I can help you, you can help me

With the power of faith, we have everything to see

We both have sinned, lied to our kin

But together, we can hold hands and win

God is confusing but holds the key to my plan

I have no solution, I have never been a man

There is only one thing that keeps me in my head

I’m only as sick as my secrets

Faith without works is dead

Fuck this demon there is no try

I have to choose, live or die

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