I must rise from the ashes of my would be demise…

I am torn up within myself like a wire tangled in knots with no solution. I strive to within one objective that is to free myself of the chains of circumstance that bind me.  The harder I resist

the tighter becomes the grip
yet still I must fight these demons that have imprisoned me
That is no other option but that I be freed
Freedom from the weaknesses that daily torment me
I was continued to fight and never give in
There is no other alternative but to win
And free my soul from his anguish that ensnares me
I must be free
Never a slave to my passions again
I must rise
from the ashes of my would be demise
and bring my demons reign to an end
like the wire tangled together in knots
I must undo this weave of deceit that would have me bind eternally
and free myself from this chaos
that temporary besets me

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