Falling

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life

Further away from the most highest, loneliest man on earth, shouting out to heaven hoping hell don't hear me first, flaming demons in my mind they stress, buttons that they press and yet I still fell blessed, tired but my days are not done, I know very well the test has only just begun, the demons take my thoughts and gives me little rest, but they never control what's in my heart it beats strong with in my chest, strength in my breast, I've grown weary of this existence, only a real man can withstand cruelty with resistance, yet I shine, knowing well it's not over just have to bide my time, ceaseless struggles with God and Satan it's a tuggle , war , why am I here?, what am I good for?, beauty in the face of the weak, no pity for self throughout the week, dwindling as we speak, dangling on a string my puppeteer crazy and serene, even in dying, I 'll be more lovable more dear they'll be no crying, trying I gave it my all, even the strongest must one day fall, no care for all things in the past they are done, got to make my mind and body one, that's  something I got to teach my son, no help for the helpless especially not me in depth and selfless, passionate, joyous and great, what I perceive is this was suppose to be my fate, a mere mortal one day my eyes will no longer weep, fallen on this day though it will not be sad and when I finally sleep in sleep I'll be glad, the end of all things prophetical and sad,